#jeremiah valeska smut

[her-favorite]

SUGAR DADDY; C. MONAGHAN

SUGAR DADDY!CAMERON MONAGHAN X F!READER

WARNINGS: SMUT! DADDY KINK!!! (like extremely- obviously.. don’t read if you’re uncomfortable!!), dom!cam/sub!reader, spanking, choking (sexually), he is cockyyyy - i’m so sorry for how rushed the end is, i felt like i needed to end it soon and i wanted to try and get it out as soon as possible - grammar mistakes bc my autocorrect sucks

WORD COUNT: 11,383 - sorry guys, i got carried away

A/N: REQUESTED! obvi this isn’t gonna be how cam acts (given it’s also a fic), but yk..! also to the person that requested this, i really hope you like it and this is what you wanted!! 🖤

some that wanted tagged!: @l3xilove @darkmoviesquotespizza @hughestv 🖤🖤

SUMMARY: Being a broke college student was hard. Hoping that you’ll be able to take the edge off one night, you head to a bar downtown. You meet a man that was willing to help you..

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You groan and wipe your hands over your face as you stare at your reflection. For the past couple months, you’ve been struggling with money and rent, having to tear apart your dorm to find any loose change or pick up small shifts at any sort of store that was willing to hire. All you wanted was a break, whether it was for a couple weeks or a night.

You walked back towards your bed as you threw yourself on it, staring up at the ceiling. Different ideas combat in your mind, fighting for your motivation or being thrown away in lack of.

You huff as you look over towards your nightstand that was placed next to your bed, staring at your phone resting there. The thought popped in your mind earlier, but you were quick to try and shut it down. It was back now and louder, wanting every single part of you to focus on it. As you slowly gave in, you groaned again and reached for your phone.

It was sometime later than nine, dark enough outside that the lights of the buildings reflected off of windows. You sighed as you looked back at your phone, fighting the urge to get up and run to your small closet. You didn’t.

You shuffled through your clothes, trying to find something appropriate to wear to a bar. Your hand gets caught on a hanger as you pass by all of the options and you pull it out, scanning your eyes over the small dress. You shrug and grab it, knowing that there was nothing else you owned that would fit the setting.

Smoothing out the small wrinkles in the dress with flat hands, you look back up at your reflection, not exactly upset at it. You tweaked your hair and light makeup, not going to look for a hookup, more so a drink to get the edge off.

You grab your phone and wallet and make your way outside. The bar was just down the street from your building and trusting the people in the neighborhood, you walked your whole way down the slightly damp sidewalk. The day before was full of thunderstorms, heavy rain smacking against your thin windows. The road was still wet as cars drove over it, the sound of the tires rolling over the water filling your ears.

Once you made your way inside the bar, your path lead straight to the stool that was in front of the counter. You sighed as you sat down, setting your wallet in front of you, feeling around for just enough money to buy a drink or two. You called down the bartender and ordered, waiting impatiently for it. You spent the entire week debating on this idea, wondering if it was a good waste of your money and time. Too late now, you thought.

“You alright?”

Your head looked to your left at the voice, eyes meeting with dark green ones. He had ginger hair with a strong jawline and perfectly made smile lines around his mouth. He was two seats down from where you sat at the bar, sitting tall with his crossed arms resting on the counter. He sat confident with a certain hint of emotion in his voice that you couldn’t understand yet. Your eyes scanned over his body, before realizing you haven’t answered the handsome man.

“Yeah, why do you ask?” You tried to sound as confident as him, but once the bartender came back with your drink, you immediately took it and drank it. You heard a soft laugh from your side from the same man, a quiet sound of the seat screeching before strong footsteps walked towards you. As you set down your glass, you swallow the sharp liquid, licking over your teeth.

“Your leg.” His voice was louder now that he was sitting next to you. It sounded more manly once he was closer to you, a sort of rasp in his voice that sent chills down your spine. Maybe you wouldn’t mind a hookup.

You gave him a questioning look before looking down at your leg, realizing that it had been bouncing anxiously. You immediately stopped, putting one of your hands on it to stop it from repeating. He laughed again, flagging down the bartender and ordering two shots. You didn’t pay attention to what he was getting, suddenly trying not to feel embarrassed in front of the unknown man.

“I’ll ask again, are you alright?” He looked over at you, his bright hair shining in the bar lights. You snapped out of your quick daze, blinking and nodding.

“Yeah, just.. stressed.” You shrugged, trying to play it off. You’d rather not get into your money issues with a stranger while you’re drinking.

Loud music plays through the vast building, everyone chatting with someone else. You looked around to take in the setting, watching people exchange numbers or tongues, watching people dance or make out and, obviously, drink.

“You’re doing it again.” Your head snaps back to him as he stares at your leg. You sigh as you put your hand over it again, trying to remind yourself to stop. You flinch as you feel a cold hand move over yours, lightly sitting on top of your thigh. He keeps eye contact with you, silently asking if it was okay. You hesitate for a second, before nodding and moving your hand so he can keep his on your skin. He gives you a smile and then looks back as the bartender sets the tiny glasses in front of him. He grabs one with his free hand and looks over at you, nodding his head towards the other. He smirks, knowing you wouldn’t be able to say no. “I didn’t do anything to it, if that’s why you’re hesitant. You saw him pour it.” He states, bringing the cup up to his lips and hiding his soft smile behind it. You try to hide a laugh as you grab it, clinking it with his. You both take it at the same time, setting the shot glasses down on the table in sync. Your nose scrunches as you swallow it, the feeling of it burns sliding down your throat. He laughs at your reaction, seeming to take the drink lightly.

You realized after that your hand went down to his that rested on your thigh and grabbed it, trying to find something to ground you from the strong taste. When you looked back up, he averted his gaze and looked around the bar as if he didn’t notice. You smile to yourself, feeling your face heat up.

“What were you stressed about?” He breaks the silence and looks back at you. You hesitate before replying, knowing it would be easier to get it off your chest than keep it in until you’re done with college.

“Just money problems. I almost never have enough to pay for college and rent and it’s just really stressful.” You ramble, taking your hand away subconsciously and setting your elbows on the bar and putting your face in your hands. You regretted it immediately after you told him, huffing out an annoyed breath. A potential hookup wouldn’t want to hear about your money issues.

“I could help with that.”

Your head snapped up to look at him, analyzing his serious face. No smile, no sign of joking, showing you he was being earnest. You opened your mouth to question him, but he started talking before you could.

“I could help you out with your money issues.. if you help me with something else.”

You keep eye contact with him as you think over your options, subtly squeezing his hand that was still resting on your thigh. A small smirk formed on his face when he realized you were giving in. You swallowed a lump in your throat before nodding, still keeping contact with him. He smirks and grasps your thigh making goosebumps form on your skin.

"I haven't even told you what I had in mind and you're already agreeing." He teases with a cocky attitude. You feel your cheeks heat up in response, looking away from his piercing gaze. Suddenly, you feel two fingers rest under your chin and moves your head up to look at him again. "C'mon, you wanna be a good girl for your daddy, huh?"

A shiver passes through your body as heat travels down your body, going directly to your core. Your eyes widen slightly as his dirty words leave his smirking mouth, goosebumps forming on your skin. Your situation finally settled in as he talked to you, realizing that the man in front of you was now your supply for money... in return of staying with him. Swallowing dryly, you nod your head slowly, your body completely frozen to your seat at the bar. It wasn't like he was unattractive, if anything you were glad he chose you instead of some other bimbo in the club.

"Good." Pale fingers tap your chin gently, before taking his hand away and standing up swiftly. You have to look up at him from your seat, starting to feel intimidated by his height. His lips curl up wider as he watches you and your body language, noticing the way your thighs gravitate towards the other and how vulnerable you looked right now. He already loved the sense of power he held over you. "Let's dance.." He let his sentence trail off as he waits for you to reply. A pale hand reaches out and stays there until you grab it.

"Y/N." You reply, staring at him. You felt stupid, immediately bending to the stranger's will. No one has ever captivated you like he has; his character was confident and smooth, and it captured you so easily.

He smiles down at you, "Let's dance, Y/N." He pulls you up by your joined hands and walks the both of you over towards the floor. The place wasn't crowded, but it wasn't empty either. It was only ever used by casual customers, the people that get home from their jobs at the end of the day and decide that they needed a drink for the fifth time that week. You've been here two or three times before, given the drinks weren't as expensive compared to the other bar a couple minutes away. It was bigger than this one and held more college students, the ones that thought it was better to pay for a drink that was overpriced than sit in a nasty, old bar like this one. You didn't mind it though. Especially not now.

The man pulls you close to him, turning you around and pressing you up against his front quickly. His movements were always calculated and effortless, never seeming to fault or trip in the slightest.

His hands grip your hips as his nails slowly dig into your skin the more you move against him. Grinding your hips back onto his as the music gets louder and fills your ears, gradually taking over your body. A low grunt sounded in your ear, interrupting the song. Your body heats up at the new noise, already feeling greedy for more. You roll your hips back again, trying to hit him perfectly.

“You already want it that bad, doll?” The man whispered in your ear, somehow cutting through the music and sending a chill down your spine. Your hands guide themselves down to rest on his, squeezing them tighter against you making him push you back against him. You gasp as you feel something against your backside, many thoughts clouding your mind but none of them mattered once you realized that he wants it as bad as you do.

You nod your head submissively, leaning back to lie it on his shoulder. Moving your eyes to look up at him, his green ones meet yours as a confident smile takes over his pink lips. He leans down slightly, just barely hovering over your lips.

“Look at what you did to daddy.” A breathy moan escapes your mouth at his words, as he ushers your hand down with his to his crotch. He folds his hand over yours as he makes you touch him, feeling the bulge in his pants. You could only imagine how wet you were right now.

A wide smirk graces his handsome features, never moving his lips an inch away from you. He stood still, both of your bodies lightly moving from the music. Impatiently, you lean up and capture his lips with yours. He groans involuntarily, surprised at your surge of confidence.

Everything hit you once his tongue slid past your lips and into your mouth. You were making out with a stranger in a bar, that had said, just moments before, that he would “help you out” with your money issues. You also realized that you never knew what the handsome gingers name was. Maybe that was his ploy, to only let you refer to him as your daddy and not his true identity. I guess that’s all he was to you now; your daddy. You couldn’t say that you didn’t like it.

Whining as he pulls away from the kiss, the hand the was once placed on yours, travels up and hooks his thumb with your lip and slowly drags it down. Your eyes never leave his cunning ones as his gaze was on your lip. Spit starts to gather in your mouth as he doesn’t let go. Finally, after several more seconds, he lets it fly back up and catch a small drop of saliva before bringing his finger up to his lips and pushing his thumb in his mouth. He moans at the taste and his eyes never look away from yours. His sounds affect your body in a way you didn’t even know possible. He held such strength over you that you weren’t sure you would even make it through the rest of the night before practically throwing yourself at him.

“Why don’t we go back to my place, baby? We can have all the fun we want.” He smirks and the other hand on your hip starts to shift down your stomach. No words seemed to fill your head as you nod with fervor, too entranced with the idea of falling in bed with the ginger. “Good girl. C’mon.” He starts to walk as his arm wraps around your waist, pulling you with him. You immediately let him, quickly falling instep with him on the way out. Before he leaves, he makes his way over to the bar and tips the bartender generously, walking away casually. The worker stood in shock at the money before him, eyes darting between the man walking out of the small building and the green cash in front of him. When you look back at the pale man beside you, there was a faint smirk still on his face as he looked straight ahead.

Stepping out into the cold air made goosebumps form on your exposed arms and legs. He notices quickly, shrugging off his light jacket and wrapping it around your shoulders. Arriving at your destination towards his car, your eyes scan over the expensive model, mouth unknowingly agape. A small chuckle was heard behind you as a finger lifts up under your chin and shuts it gently. “Close your mouth, angel. I’ll use that to my advantage later.” Heat raises to your cheeks fast as his bold words never stop leaving his perfect lips, seeming to tease you on purpose just for your reaction. His hand comes back to your lower back, escorting you to the passenger side of his car. “Get in, babygirl.” His voice was raspy as the night carries out, his dominant tone never failing to send certain jolts of electricity straight to your core. “I’m gonna spoil you rotten.” He whispers in your ear before kissing it and walking around his car to the drivers side.

You stood in shock for a couple seconds, before having to gather yourself and get into his car. You came to the realization that this was definitely not the safest idea, especially around 11 pm. But you were willing to take the risk if you managed to leave with at least a couple more dollars if the night turned out well and not end up dead on the side of the road.

The shutting of his car door cut you out of your paranoia, looking over to him as he clicks the radio on and rests his hands on the steering wheel in front of him. It seemed new, the reflective surface illuminating spots with the bright street lamps; the smooth cover and the perfect sound of his rough hands sliding against the soft texture. His arm moved backwards, resting it against the back of your seat, looking behind him as he pulls his car out of the parking space. Your body grows hotter as you watch him carefully, your thighs feeling tighter against each other without you realizing. He does, though.

A freckled hand reaches out and rests on your thigh, making you freeze. The warmth of his hand spreads through your body, in contrast to the goosebumps that still remained on your skin from the midnight chill outside. He squeezes it as the song on the radio slowly adds more bass and grows louder, matching with the tense atmosphere in the car. His fingers gradually inch up your thigh, towards the end of your dress. He swipes one finger over the edge of it, never once looking over at you. His face was stone cold, putting on his blinker when he needed to, turning when he was supposed to, and stopping at the red lights that reflected off of his face in the dark lighting of the night.

As soon as his fingers brush by your underwear, he stops the car and pulls his hand away. Before you could open your mouth to say anything, he grabs your chin and tilts your head towards him. His face hasn’t changed as he stays neutral and looks straight into your eyes. “You know what you’re getting into, right, doll?” He asks, seriously. The new demeanor intimated you quickly as you nod. “Good.” He gives you a smile. “You’re gonna be so good for your new daddy.”

Chills erupt on your body, as you nod eagerly. He taps your chin lightly with his thumb and then pulls away again, reaching over to open your door for you. He stays silent as he unlocks his as well, following his movements as he steps out of his car. Once you tear your gaze away from him, you look ahead of you at his house. You stand in shock as you stare at it, entranced by the beautiful design. It was big with many stories, a mansion even. It was white with certain decorations that made it stand out in the desolate area. You wondered what he did for a living..

“You coming?” Blinking, you look away from his house and watch him walk towards it. He looks back at you with a cocky smirk, before moving his eyes back ahead of him when he was sure you heard him. Quickly, you catch up to him and join his side as he walks up the several steps to his house, if you can even call it that.

He unlocks it and lets you walk in first. Your eyes immediately scan the area that was in your vision, already in shock at the beautiful interior. A laugh sounds behind you as his keys stop jingling and is thrown in a bowl that sat on top of a side table beside the entrance. He comes up behind you, his body just inches away from your back, feeling the tense air between it. “You wanna head to my bedroom or gawk at the house a little more, hm?” He teases you, whispering softly in your ear. It was enough to make your body heat up again, and you nod in response. He hums appreciatively at your answer, taking your hand is his and starting to walk again.

Once you both make your way up some stairs and he finds a certain door, it slides open smoothly and reveals a large bedroom. The walls were darker compared to the rest of the house. A desk sits by a wall, the surface clean, but holding a pencil case and some stray papers. It was sort of bland, but it had enough taste to make you feel comfortable in it. Walking inside, you turn around as he closes the door and takes smooth strides towards you. Hands finding their way to your hips as they pull you closer, pressing your body against his. The sudden movements always surprise you, something that the redhead liked.

He liked having you bend to his will, to have you wrapped around his finger. In the back of his head, he knew that a majority of the agreement to come back to his place was because of the money, but he didn’t focus on it. He liked having you with him, it felt normal, almost.

“You’re gonna be so pretty, lying down on my bed with your legs open wide for me. Can’t wait to finally feel what it’s like to fuck you, having you beg me for more.” He talks, his hand slowly traveling up your body. You hold back a moan from his words, an unexplainable feeling inside your body growing hotter. Curling his hand around your throat, he adds pressure to your neck. Your lips part slightly at the sudden force against you, leaving your mouth open for him. He takes it to his advantage as his other hand moves up towards your face.

His thumb inches forward, into your mouth. His green eyes stare at your lips, waiting for you to close them around his digit. You comply to his silent demand quickly, letting his thumb rest on your tongue. You hollow your cheeks against him as his pupils get larger, the green in his eyes barely noticeable now. He moves his thumb back as far as his finger would go, before taking it out. Spit is left on your lower lip as he rests the pad of his finger on it, eyes never once leaving the sensual scene in front of him. He stepped closer to you, your body just inches away from his. He drags your lip down further and then lets go, watching it snap back up towards you. Without hesitation, he leans forward and takes your mouth in a desperate kiss.

The grip around your throat felt tighter as seconds go by. His tongue meshes with yours as his free hand sets itself on your hip. His tall stature held its own advantage over you, making you feel even more vulnerable in his touch.

He groans as he pulls away, but stays still just inches away from your face. “Get on the bed and spread your pretty legs for daddy. I wanna see how much you need me.” Chills raise on your body at his demanding voice, in contrast to the overwhelming heat that kept your body captive.

You immediately bend to his orders once he lets you go, sitting back on the bed. You prop yourself up on your elbows as you clamp your thighs together, whether it was your reality check coming to you or the fact you were about to open your legs for a stranger. He reaches forward and takes off your heels, setting them down on the floor. He stood by the foot of the bed, staring down at you with violent eyes. They made goosebumps prickle your skin, suddenly wondering what he was going to do with you.

“I thought you wanted to be a good girl for your daddy?” He mocks, a shadow of a smirk curling on one side of his lips. You feel heat starting to form on your face, embarrassment starting to flow through your body. “C’mon, baby. Let me look at ya.” His hands land on your thighs, flinching from the cold of his palms. His smirk widens at your reaction, already loving the responses he’s gotten out of you. And he hasn’t even started yet.

His hands slowly inch towards your inner thighs, grabbing them with strict fingers as he moves them apart. You come to terms that it would be better not to fight it as the cold air brushes under your dress, his strong hands already getting a hold of you. You let him open your legs, keeping strong eye contact the entire time. He licks his lips and looks down once your thighs are spread and moves his smooth hands up your skin. Your dress scrunches up to your hips at the position of your feet on the bed as your knees are bent, giving him the perfect view from above.

“Knew you’d look so pretty like this..” His voice grew quieter as he talked, more so to himself. He doesn’t take his eyes away from under your dress, letting the flimsy material fall around your waist. His right hand shifts towards your underwear, slowly teasing the edge of it. He hooks his finger under the crease that rests at the very top of your thigh and pulls it as far as it can go before letting it snap back down on your skin. He smiles at the action, moving his fingers over the front of the fabric, watching you grow more impatient than you were seconds before.

“Daddy..” Before you realized it, the word slips out of your mouth as you whine. Closing your eyes as your body heats up, you feel embarrassed letting the other man take complete control of you.

“Finally.” He smiles, showing his sharp teeth. His fingers suddenly press down on your clit over your underwear, making you gasp and your eyes fly open. “Been waiting for you to talk to me.” He speaks, watching the way his fingers slowly make their way down your underwear and starting to hook over the edge. “As much as I love watching those sweet eyes of yours look up at me, doll.. I like it better when you talk to daddy.”

Your hand flies over your mouth in surprise as he quickly gathers your wetness and moves his finger inside you. The fast movement shocked your body as you lie still, clenching around his one digit.

He shakes his head in a disapproving manner, “Take your hand away. I wanna hear you beg for more.” Sliding in another finger, he moves them faster inside you, hitting the perfect spot each time. You put your hand back down on the bed per his request, gripping the satin sheets in your clenched fist. The sound of his fingers going in and out of you filled the silent room, only managing to turn you on more. Once his thumb hits your clit and rubs circles on it, you were done for. “You gonna cum, baby?” He looks up at you on the bed and watches the way your expressions change. Nodding as your reply, your eyes flutter open and shut quickly. “Look at me when you come.”

It was as if it were on demand, your eyes connect with his as your body lets go and follows his orders. As your thighs stop shaking, you close your eyes for a couple seconds. Once you open them, you’re met with the sight of the ginger taking his fingers away from you and bringing them up to his mouth. Pushing the pale digits past his pink lips, he groans as he tastes you.

“Fuck, you taste so good.” His hands land back on your thighs as he starts to move onto the bed and lean over you. “Knew I couldn’t leave my girl without finishing first, right?” He teases with a smile, whispering hotly in your ear. “We’re just getting started.”

As the last syllable leaves his tongue, his hand curves under your body and reaches for the zipper on the back of your dress. You arch your back in response, giving him easy access to undo it. He pulls it down your body, leaving you in just a bra and underwear. He rested on his knees on the end of the bed, still in his clothes. He had a soft button up on, a black, silky one. Two buttons were undone at the top, teasing the faint orange curls that lie underneath. His pants match; black dress pants that show off his long legs. An expensive watch sat on his wrist, something you hadn’t noticed before. His freckles are more visible up close, almost making him seem younger. Not that you knew his age to begin with. His freckles spread everywhere on his body, to his arms, to his hands; down to his chest and legs.

As you come back to reality, you watch his fingers come up to his shirt and slowly start undoing the buttons. Without thinking, you lean up and reach for them, ultimately moving his hands out of the way. He smirk never wavers as he watches you unbutton them, occasionally looking up at the taller man. Once you undo the last one, his shirt falls open and reveals a tone chest. His abs and pecs were defined as his v-line teases you, leading into the waistline of his pants. As you look down farther, you see a noticeable bulge in the fabric. As you go to reach your hand forward, he wraps his hand around your wrist forcefully.

“Did I say you could touch me?” His voice was strict, making you want to melt right into the floor. You look up at him and shake your head, too nervous to reply verbally. “Say it.”

“No, daddy.” It came out quiet, showing how you felt. His face didn’t change as he listened to you, letting go of your arm and grabbing your chin. He stares down at you with malice, his eyes filled with venom.

"Then why did you think you could touch daddy? I didn't give you permission, did I, Y/N?" He kept talking, his tone getting more and more disappointed. You shake your head as much as you were able to with his strong grip on your chin. "I want you to speak when I'm talking to you."

"No, daddy, you didn't give me permission. I'm sorry." You reply quickly, not willingly to see what he would do if you didn't. You felt pathetic bending over backwards for the man, but he somehow managed to wrap you tight around his finger in the short amount of time you've known him. If you could even say you knew him.

“Better.” He tapped your chin with his thumb before taking his hand away and pulling the bottom of his tucked in shirt out of his pants. He lets the soft fabric slide off his arms and onto the floor underneath him. As your eyes search over his upper body, they spot a small tattoo on his left bicep. It was a crescent moon, black ink filling in the drawing.

Your eyes look back at his, silently asking to touch him. He gives you a questioning look, furrowing his eyebrows for show. He knew what you wanted.

“Can I touch you, daddy?” Your hands itch to move forwards, begging you to move further. A smile graces his features, as one of his hands brushes through your hair gently.

“Of course, doll.” It was polite, the way he said it. It brought back your confidence as you reach your hands forward and press your palms on his toned abs. One stays there, occasionally inching up, as the other drifts down. His eyes never leave yours as you hand gets lower and lower, until you finally cup his crotch. His jaw tightens, showing the indent for a second before disappearing. Your other hand moves down as well, starting to work on his belt. Having to tear apart your eye contact with him, you look at his belt to try and undo it.

Once he notices your struggle, he chuckles and takes his free hand and undoes it quickly. He must have had practice. He brings it through the belt loops and lets it fall to the floor. It pained you to watch as you realized, up close, that it was an extremely expensive brand. His eyes analyze you closely, taking note of the glance towards his belt and then the way your eyes move back towards his pants.

“I’m rich, doll. I can buy that belt every day for a month and I’d still have enough to spoil you. Don’t get upset, daddy’ll make sure you get what you want.” His hand in your hair makes its way to the back of your head and rests there, pulling lightly at the end of his sentence. A moan escapes your lips at the sudden pressure, making him smirk.

His words made a shiver pass down your body, still trying to come to terms with the fact that you had a sugar daddy. His height was already intimidating, even more so as you sat by the end of the bed while he stood in front of you. His ginger hair stood out in the bland room, as well as his pale skin, in contrast with the small decorations and paintings that were spread across the long walls behind him.

You nod your head obediently, keeping eye contact with him as your hands move up and tease around his waistline. Your fingers slip under the top of his pants, hooking them inside and then pulling them out, letting it slap back against his waist once they fell from your fingers, copying his action from earlier. His face seems irritated as you tease him, growing more impatient by the second.

“Are you gonna be a good girl and suck daddy’s cock or you gonna sit there and be a fucking tease.” He says, his voice booming with demands. It seemed to be more of a statement than a question, sort of ordering you to do it and to not be tease.

His vulgar words sent a shiver through your body and straight to your core. His hand tugs on the back of your hair, your mouth opening slightly.

“I said I was gonna use that to my advantage, didn’t I, Y/N?” His stone cold face never falters, staring down at you with silent orders. You understand them and start to pull down his pants, leaving him in his matching black boxers. You can see the outline through the thin fabric, making you hesitant for a moment. He notices it and a smirk breaks through his serious facade. “What, don’t think you can take it? Why don’t you try, doll.” He says cockily, looking down at you with a smug expression.

You move forward and press teasing kisses along him, watching his jaw clench again. A small smile curves at your lips from his reaction, reaching your hands forward to rest on his thighs. Licking a small stripe in the same direction, blending in with the small wet patch that was already formed on the fabric from him.

“Fuck.” He pulls your hair tightly and tugs his boxers down, surprising you with his quick action. “Decided to be a fucking tease; didn’t your parents ever tell you that it wasn’t nice to keep people waiting?” His voice was deeper now, showing his desperation. He tugs your hair harder, opening your mouth wider. “Well, now your daddy will teach you what the consequences are.”

His hips move forwards and takes your open mouth to his disposal. You gag when he hits the back of your throat, digging your nails into his pale thighs violently. He moans, staying still and keeping his hand in your hair. His head leans back and his eyes close, taking in the first feeling of your mouth around him. When he feels a vibration against him, he groans and looks down at you. You wanted him to move, the uncomfortable position of him so far back in your throat starting to hurt you. He chuckles at your look of pain, but gives in and slowly moves his hips back. Taking in a deep breath through your nose, you gather yourself before moving against him.

His hand never leaves the back of your head, keeping a steady grip on your hair. He keeps his eyes on you as you try and take all of him, looking up at him and making heated eye contact. Your hand reaches up and wraps around what you couldn’t fit and strokes. His noises get louder, not caring about the amount of volume he has. His confidence made you move faster, wanting to try and break him.. not that you ever could.

“Fuck, you take me so well. You’re doing so good, baby.” His voice was raspy as he breathes heavily. The view you had was breathtaking, the way his abs clenched in front of your eyes, his arm muscles tightening whenever he’d pull your hair and the way his adams apple would bob when his eyes shut tight in pleasure and his mouth would open.

As you hollow your cheeks against him, a guttural moan escapes his mouth, sending your body ablaze. Muttering intelligible words under his breath, he looks back down at you watching every move you made. When he starts to breathe faster and pull your hair more, it shows you that he was getting close to his peak. Your free hand travels up to his v-line and traced your finger down it, adding a drag of your nail to his skin. The sudden sting against him makes him groan and start to move his hips. Suppressing your gag reflex, you let him thrust roughly, most likely bruising the back of your throat harshly. He holds you still with an aggressive grip to your hair, throat fucking you as fast and hard as he wanted.

Once your jaw starts to get tired, you feel his hips stutter and his lips part, letting out heavy breaths and a loud groan as he finishes. He freezes once he’s done and catches his breath before moving back slowly. When he pulls out, his hand lets go of your hair and cups under your jaw closing your mouth and making you swallow.

“You did so good for me, baby.” His eyes scan over your face, watching the tears that were in your eyes slowly fade away. “Lay back down, let daddy take care of you.” He slides his thumb along your jaw, helping you soothe the muscle.

You follow his directions, lying back on the bed once he lets you go. You’re still in your undergarments in contrast to the other man that was fully nude. He moves over you, his face hovering over yours. His freckles were more pronounced now, trailing a map around his face.

Your hand reaches up to cup the side of his face, slowly moving into his hair. The orange strands were soft, knots nonexistent as your fingers traveled through it. He leans down and captures your lips, bringing you into a slow but passionate kiss. One of his forearms holds him up by the side of your head while his right hand travels down your body, hooking his finger in your underwear. He pulls it down your legs, never breaking away from the heated kiss. Once he throws the fabric somewhere neither of you cared for, he breaks away but stays just inches away from your lips.

The same hand reaches under your back and undoes your bra, having to arch off of the bed for him to do so. You take your hand away from him and let the garment fall off of your arms and repeat the same action as him and throwing it somewhere in the spacious room.

He leans back down and kiss you, immediately slipping his tongue into your mouth. As you two make out, his hand surprises you when it travels up your body and grips your breast in his palm. A moan interrupts the kiss as he smiles at your reaction. He pulls away and starts teasing your neck with kisses. He sucks down on a certain spot, your breath hitching in your throat. He notices and smiles, sucking in a deep mark.

His hand reaches down and takes your thigh and wraps your leg around his waist. He feel him against you already, surprised at his stamina.

“How bad do you want it, Y/N?” He whispers hotly into your ear. He knew just how to make you shiver.

“So bad, daddy.” Your hand comes back up to his hair again, settling into his vibrant locks. You knew he loved the name, a flash of something going through his eyes every time you said it.

“C’mon, you can do better than that.” He stares down at you, never once losing his dominant position. Your breathing picks up as you listen to him, getting more and more desperate as more time passes.

“Please, daddy. I need it; I need you. I need to feel you inside me, please.” The begging comes out of your mouth on instinct, too far into his little game to back out now. He wastes no time as soon as he hears those words, moving inside you with a thrust of his hips. You cry out, feeling the pain first. Your hand tugs harshly on his hair, making him groan in response. He lets you adjust for a couple seconds, before moving inside you quickly. Pain slowly turns into pleasure as he never relents, letting you feel him deep inside.

Both of you breathe heavily, his expensive headboard hitting back against the wall painfully. It’s definitely going to leave a mark on the wall, not that he cared.

The hand that was on your thigh travels up your body and presses down on your lower stomach. “You feel that?” His tone is breathy, but it’s stable enough to leave goosebumps on your skin. He takes your free hand and moves it to where his once was and puts pressure down. “That’s me, baby. Filling you so good, fucking you so deep.”

Moans leave your lips as his words get dirtier, not being able to keep them in. “Let me here ya. I wanna hear how good I’m fucking you.” Louder moans leave your throat, per his command. His hand flies back down to your thigh, grabbing his tightly and digging his short nails into your skin.

“You close, Y/N? I can feel you squeezing me so tight- fuck.” A groan leaves him as he talks, feeling a knot tightening inside him. You nod eagerly, too focused on the way you were feeling than letting words form in your mind. “C’mon, doll. You can come, baby, it’s okay.” His permission was all you needed as your body shook lightly and you reach your peak. Back arching as you finish, you feel him still and hold you tightly as he follows quickly behind you.

Your body feels tired as you calm down, taking your hand away and letting go of the tight grip you had on his hair. He takes a second before pulling out and laying down beside you. You look up at the ceiling as you try to catch your breathing. His hand falls down on his chest as he looks over at you. Once his body relaxes, he moves up and sets his arm down to rest his temple on his hand. He’s positioned on his side to look at you. The muscles in his arms are more visible, quickly catching your eye.

His free hand reaches out to move a stray strand of hair that fell in your face when you looked over at him. “How much do you want tonight, doll?” His voice is soft, almost blending in with the comforting silence that filled the vast room.

Realization hits you like a brick, remembering why you were here in the first place. His hand slowly shifts down to your neck, resting gently on your throat. “Um.. well,” Your mind goes blank, in disbelief that he was true to his word. He laughs gently, before getting up from the bed and putting on his boxers. He walks over to the desk that you saw when you first walked in and opened a drawer, picking out a wallet that was inside. It wasn’t the same kind that he used when you both were at the bar; a different texture and color, and it obviously wasn’t in his pants.

You sit up immediately once you see stacks of bills inside, bringing your knees up to rest your feet on the soft bed. He picks some out, closes the wallet and stuffs it back inside the drawer. Walking back over to you with the green papers in his hands, he stands in front of the bed with a smile on his face.

“How ‘bout this for now?” He spreads them out in his fingers, showing you the several $100 bills. You sit in shock for a moment, before moving over to the end of the bed and reaching out for them. Before you could grab them, he pulls his hand away. “What do you say?”

Your body heats up in embarrassment at his words. “Thank you, daddy.” He smiles and hands them over to you.

“Good girl.” He leans down and kisses your head and then moves around the bed to lie back down.

Your fingers glide over the soft material, trying to decipher if it was real or not. You hear a chuckle from behind you, catching your attention. You look back as your eyes travel over his long body. His arms are stretched above his head as his hands are resting behind it, his muscles on full display. His abs were shown as he stretches out and his long legs traveled down the bed. His black boxers were dark in comparison to his pale skin, standing out in the bright comforter sitting underneath him.

“They’re real, doll. Do you really think I’d give you fake money when I live in a place like this?” He smiles cockily. You narrow your eyes at him playfully.

“Who knows? Maybe this was all just a ploy to get me in your bed.” You say with a teasing smile and started to crawl over to him. He laughs at your fake accusation, taking one arm from under his head and wrapping it around your shoulder once you lie down next to him. He brings you close to his body, making you rest your head on his chest.

“Maybe I should’ve thought of that before.” He says jokingly, laughing harder at the slap at his chest he earned. “C’mon, go to bed, sweetheart.” He whispers in your ear, sending a chill down your spine. You’re shocked that he’s inviting you to stay with him.

His other hand removes itself from behind his head as well, moving it down your side. He takes your thigh in his grasp before putting it over his waist to rest there. Your eyes relax as time passes, not realizing when you finally shut them.

Guess you’re falling asleep at your new sugar daddy’s house..

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As soon as your eyes flutter open, you panic.

Looking around quickly, trying to figure out where the long, pale walls came from. You push yourself up with your hands, rubbing your eyes as you try to come back to reality. No one else was in the messy bed with you, the sheets and comforter thrown around and wrinkled. Noticing the money that sat next to you, everything hit you at once.

The man at the bar.

You sit still for a little bit, in shock that you followed a stranger to his car and then let him bring you to his own house. Though you weren’t exactly upset with the night you got out of it..

Looking back over at the money, a small white piece of paper caught your eye. It sat on a black bedside table, letting it stand out. You reach for it, curious to know if it was for you.

Hello, Y/N. I have a feeling you are probably freaked out right now, which is fine. I’m sure you already know how I feel about you, and what my intentions are, as I’m sure that I understand yours as well.

I’ve gone out for a little while, but I should be home some time soon after you read this. Feel free to explore the house, get something to eat, etc. What I have is yours now and you are mine. Be ready for when I get home, doll.

Yours,

Daddy ;)

Your heart beats fast as you finish reading the note. Did you fully understand what you were getting yourself into? You weren’t sure.

You look up from the paper, noticing the curtains covering the windows. When you step off the bed, you’re hit with a gust of wind that made you realize that you weren’t wearing anything. Quickly, you search around to where your clothes might have gotten thrown the night before. Once you find your undergarments, you put them on and stare down at the winkled dress that lie on the floor. You debate on it, before walking over to his closet doors.

They could’ve passed off as large bedroom doors, taking up a vast variety of the wall. You weren’t sure how you missed it last night, but you weren’t surprised from how entranced you were with the man that had took you home.

You hesitate as your hands perch themselves on the door handles, silently wondering to yourself if this was an invasion of privacy. “What I have is yours now,” His letter repeats in your head.

Before delving too deep in your thoughts, you quickly turn the knobs and pull it open. Frozen still, your eyes scan the large room that’s full with different sort of hangers with various types of clothing. Slowly, you take steps inside, almost as if you were trying to be secretive about it. What if he never left? What if he was downstairs right now and waiting for you?

Trying to push the thoughts out of your mind, you walk around a corner to your right. Clothes align the sides of the wall, no empty space in sight. As soon as your eyes land on a dark piece of fabric, you reach for it before it could drowns in the other pool of clothes.

It was a pair of long basketball shorts and, even though it wasn’t your size, you took them quickly so you didn’t have to walk around almost nude. Immediately after, you find another normal shirt, slipping it on fast and then making your way out incase he were to come home and find you in his closet.

Twisting the doorknob on his bedroom door, you peak your head out before opening the door fully. The house was in the same shape as it was last night; no dust, no markings, no piles of clothes. It was cleaned to a T. You wondered if he had a maid.

As you step foot outside the room, you leave his door open just incase you had to make a run for it and grab the money. Before you left the room, you made sure you had your phone with you, hanging in the oversized pocket in his shorts that you were wearing.

The entire house was silent as you walked down the steps, still trying to be as cautious as ever. You still weren’t sure how safe you were, especially that you remembered not seeing any sign of houses or paths outside of the palace last night. Once your foot hits the ground floor, you let go of the railing and keep walking into the main area.

You step through different sorts of doorways, slowly confusing yourself into the mesh of rooms. As soon as you make it to the kitchen, you stand by the counter and lean on it. Making eye contact with the fridge, your feet quickly leads you toward it.

“Feel free to explore the house, get something to eat, etc.” The letter repeats itself again, clouding your brain. Without hesitating now, you grab a carton of milk that was inside and search through each cabinet to find any sort of cereal that hid inside. Taking a bowl that you found from a different one, you pour the cereal inside and mix it with the liquid.

As you eat, the last part of his sentence stood out. “What I have is yours now and you are mine.” Your heart beat starts to pick up as the last three words repeat over and over again in your head. You are his. It was stated almost like you didn’t have a choice. You weren’t a hundred percent sure what else he truly wanted from you. Yeah, you both had a good time last night, but is that what he wanted every time you needed money? You couldn’t say you were exactly opposed to the idea given how attractive the man was, but it still felt weird.

“Be ready for when I get home, doll.” His last sentence that he wrote with a black pen, seeming to be a reoccurrence with that color, was just as odd. Did he want you to dress up for him? What was he expecting when he got home?

Noticing that all of the cereal was gone from the bowl, you take it to the sink and wash it just incase. You really didn’t want to upset him, especially with the fact that he was willing to let you stay at his house and pay you. You also weren’t exactly sure what he was capable of.

Trying to get rid of the anxiety inducing thoughts, you take deep breaths and try to find your way back to the large staircase. Once you follow your footsteps and are met with the tall white stairs, you run up them. Making your way to his door, it was the only one open, giving you a glimpse of what was inside. You walk through the doorway and scan the room. Silently asking yourself what you wanted to do, your feet take you over to your messed up dress and pick it up. Folding it subconsciously, you rest it on the top of the desk near the bed. Going through your options, you pick up the money that he gave to you and put it on top, slowly moving all of your stuff together. Once you stand back in front of the bed, you look over the room to try and find anything else. Before you could finish, you hear a creak by the door.

“Are you leaving already?”

You spin around quickly, heart racing at the sudden voice. The man from the bar stands there, resting up against the door ledge. He has a bag in his hand, failing to hide it behind him. He has a faint smirk on his face as he gets up from his leaning position and slowly walks over to you. As you stand still, almost frozen in position, you wait to see what he says next.

“I told you that I wasn’t gonna be gone for too long in that note.. and i’m sure you read it. I got something for you, baby.” He notices your tense body language, looking up at him with a neutral expression. “You don’t have to be scared, doll. I’m the same man I was last night..” His free hand reaches up and holds your chin gently. He leans down, “And I’m still your daddy.” Goosebumps prickle your skin, whether it was his close proximity or his words that filled your mind.

He laughs softly before pulling away and bringing the bag in front of him. He moves his hand forward a couple inches, signaling for you to take it. “Here, it’s yours.” Reaching forward and taking the bag hoops in your hands, you turn around and put it on the bed to open it. He stands close behind you, surprising you when you feel his hands on your hips. “I see that you got into my closet.” He whispers into your hair, just inches away from your ear. You swallow dryly, nodding. “You look cute.” One of his hands moves up and tucks a piece of hair behind your ear. Your body heats up at the action, already going down a deeper spiral than you were last night.

Reaching into the bag, your hand touches a certain fabric and pulls it out. Sitting in your hands is a black, lace lingerie set. It was two pieces, a bra and underwear that garters were attached to. Your body felt like it was on fire as you observed the sheer clothing, not quite noticing his left hand slide up (his) your shirt.

“Why don’t ya put it on, baby?” His voice is raspy in your ear. His words make you give in to the situation, slowly coming to the conclusion that you just wanted to please him. “Daddy wants to see your new set, princess.” His other hand squeezes your thigh, before slapping it. Your breathing picks up as you finally tear your eyes away from the lingerie in your hands and up to him. Your head turns to look at him, noticing a defined glint in his eye. It excited you, giving you more reason to follow his orders.

When you start to move, he takes his hands off of you and watches you walk into the bathroom that was connected to his room. You give him a teasing smile before you close the door, quickly changing out of the big clothes and figuring out how to fit the bra on and click the garters together.

Once you’re finished, you look up at the mirror that was above the sink. The lingerie was tight, showing off every curve and mark on your skin. Before you could dwell on any of it, you reach for the doorknob and turn it. You were anxious for his reaction, not realizing how quickly you fit into the role of being his.

He sat on the edge of the bed, eyes immediately darting to you once he hears the door open. His legs are spread as he rests his elbows on them, until he leans up and brushes his hands up to his thighs when he sees you.

“Fuck, Y/N.” His voice was low, vulnerably showing his need for you. Green eyes rake up and down your body, taking in the sight before him. He sat speechless as he never once took his eyes away from you.

Confidence started to fill you as you walked over to him, standing between his legs and resting your hands on his shoulders. His palms reach out and dig into your hips, almost on instinct. They slowly shift down to your thighs, squeezing the flesh before bringing you closer to him. Your chest stood inches away from his face, both of you at the position where you were taller than him as he sat down. He didn’t want that.

Suddenly, he stands back up and towers over you. Having to look up at him, his hands never leave your body. His green eyes are demanding as he keeps heated eye contact with you. His right hand reaches up and wraps around your throat. You take a sharp breath in, making him smile.

“Get on the bed for me.” He demands, his grip never letting go. Before he could let you go, he leans down closer to you. “On all fours, ass up.” His other hand trails up and squeezes your ass, making you freeze. His stone cold expression is back as he lets go and watches you scramble to get on the bed.

It felt sort of humiliating to have a man like him tell you what to do and for you to follow it so obediently. He doesn’t seem to mind as his eyes never leave your body, inspecting every move you made. He followed behind you once you situated yourself on the bed, resting on your forearms as your knees were doing the same. You feel the empty space behind you being filled as the ginger stood there, his hands reaching out to lay on your thighs. One of his hands travels up and lands on your ass, squeezing it before slapping down harshly. Your body jolts at the sudden action as a moan leaves your now parted lips. You could practically feel the smirk on his face, even with your back turned.

“You like that, baby? You like it when daddy spanks you?” The same hand smacks down harder, forcing your fingers to grip the satin sheets underneath them.

“Yes, daddy.” Your voice was already breathless, just the two slaps already taking the air out of you.

You hear him hum behind you, slowly nodding his head. His other hand moves up and rests on your ass as well, but not making any quick movements against you. The abuse on your skin already made it hot to touch, his slaps having enough force to make you flinch.

His right hand reaches down and slides a finger inside your underwear and through your slit. “Fuck, you really are enjoying this.” It seemed to be more of a mindless statement, more to himself. You feel your face get hot at his words, feeling like you were caught doing something you shouldn’t. “Do you like the pain, Y/N?” You could hear the smirk in his voice as he talks cockily. Without thinking, you nod your head as a response. He takes that as a green light and smacks his hand back down on to you. Moaning louder this time, your back arches against the bed and your mouth opens in silent pleasure.

Your knuckles turn white as you grasp the sheets, feeling like your fingers were about to fall off. His slaps never relaxed as he would alter between spanking you and squeezing the skin to irritate it more.

Once you visibly flinch when his fingers touch your skin after, he notices the way you breathe heavily once he’s done. His smile never fades as he watches you. “You take it so well, doll. I’m so proud of you.” His words only manage to make you more wet than you already were.

A whine escapes your throat as you try and move backwards slightly. He understands the motion and harshly undoes the garters, rolling them down and off your legs. Running his big hands up them once they’re off, goosebumps follow his pale palms. A gasp fills the once silent room after you hear a loud tear behind you.

He just ripped your underwear open.

“Sorry, baby. You know I’ll get ya new ones.” He throws away the broken fabric behind him, his number one priority being you. Leaning down, he pressed teasing kisses to your lower back, occasionally going higher just to make you more desperate. He chuckles against your skin when you push back against him, digging his nails into your thighs. “Patience, sweetheart.” Fuck, you felt like his words could make you come alone.

His fast actions never fail to surprise you, especially when he suddenly licks up your slit. He has an arrogant smile that covered his lips, feeling pride in the fact he makes you feel good. Taking a couple more seconds to taste you, he pulls away once his fingers take over. Going back to kneeling on the bed, he looks down at you while his fingers spread you out. Letting one circle around your clit makes your breath hitch, automatically catching the man’s attention. He presses down harder and motions faster, watching your body move against him. He stops abruptly once he sees you nearing your edge, smiling devilishly when he hears you groan.

“I wanna fuck you, baby; I had to get’cha ready.” His voice cuts through the room, taking up all of the space. His left hand rests on your lower back as he takes his dick in his hand and positions himself directly behind you. “You want it, Y/N? You wanna feel me inside you?”

“Yes, daddy, please.” Your voice was broken as you begged, feeling desperate for any sort of contact with him. There was a faint laugh behind you, but at this point, you didn’t even care enough to feel embarrassed. You wanted him, needed him.

“There’s my good girl.” Thrusting forward quickly, he moves inside you perfectly. Screaming at the sudden movement and the harsh treatment, your eyes shut tight and your mouth stays open. He stays still for a moment, letting you get used to the way he felt. Once he felt it took long enough, he moved back to the point where his tip was just barely inside you before pushing his hips forward and moving completely inside. Your hands gripped the sheets again, only tighter this time.

As he kept moving, the same hand as earlier reached up and spanked you again, in the same spot. Only adding to the immense pleasure, slowly overwhelming your body with different sensations.

Incoherent words escape your mouth as he hits the perfect spot inside you. His abs clench as he thrusts forward, his arm muscles tightening as he holds your hips in a firm grip. His hand moved fast as it smacked back down against you, your back arching in an immediate response.

“You’re doing so good. Can feel you- fuck! Can feel you squeezing me so tight.” His voice is strained as he talks, noticing how much closer you get to releasing each second. His words push you farther as the stiff knot inside your stomach gets more strained. “Don’t you wanna come for your daddy? Wanna make me feel so good..?” His breathing picks up as he rambles, his eyes getting heavier.

The intense sound of skin slapping skin fills the vast room, pervading your ears. You inhale sharply when you feel a hand wrap around the front of your throat and pulling you up to meet his toned front. The new angle hits the both of you right, making you both moan loudly. His hand grips your neck tighter as his heavy breathing and groans fill your ear. Digging your nails into the arm of his other hand that reached over to rub your clit, quickly pushing you closer and closer to your release.

“C’mon, doll. Come for me, come for your daddy.” That was all you needed. You felt like you could see stars as your eyes close, taking in the intense pleasure that invaded your body. Leaning your head back subconsciously, hitting his shoulder.

As he feels you clenching around him tighter, it makes the knot in his stomach come loose. He groans as he calms down, his chest heaving slightly. You both stay in the same position for a moment, before taking a deep breath and letting him pull out.

“You did so good, Y/N. You’re such a good girl for me.” He whispers in your ear and then kisses your head. The sweet attention he gives you makes your face heat up, almost as if you both weren’t having heated sex just seconds before. He lets go of the grip he had on your neck and watched you lean down on the bed. You lie down on the messy blankets, trying to get your breathing right. As you calm down you feel the bed dip beside you and you see the bright orange hair in the corner of your eye.

“You’re gonna be so fuckin’ spoiled.” You look over at him as he stares up at the ceiling. You laugh softly at his words making him look over at you. He smiles and hovers over you. Without thinking, he leans down and presses his lips against yours. He smirks against your now swollen lips, “Round two?”

Today was gonna be a long day..

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[your-nanas-house]

Hi authorrrr!!!!

🤭🤭 Love your work omg but I'm imagining like hear me out...sugar daddy Jeremiah with a tie kink? So we've got reader sitting on his lap, while he's working and tugging on his tie trying to get his attention to buy her smth before simply pulling him all the way in for a kiss and things get kinda yk from there 🥰🤩

Thankssss <3

Hii Reader! Thank you 🤭 and here it is.

For a dress

Pairing: sugar daddy!Jeremiah Valeska X sugar baby!Reader

Warnings: smut, Sugar daddy, sugar baby, slightly choking?

Words: 392

Summary: in the request

Note: Sorry for the mistakes and the English.

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It had been going on for several minutes now and Jeremiah was slowly starting to get annoyed, his attention was no longer on his worksheets although he was still sitting in his desk chair holding his angel who kept testing his patience, tugging at his tie slightly to get his attention while begging him to buy her an expensive new dress she had seen in a fancy store that afternoon. 

If it were different circumstances Jeremiah would have also agreed easily but when he was focused on work things changed, although his mind was elsewhere at that moment, too focused on the feeling of Y/n's gentle hands holding his tie and pulling it gently making it tighten around his neck in a delicious way that he secretly adored.

It was only when a firmer tug made his face move closer to hers, after a guttural moan came out of his mouth, so that their lips touched the last bit of self-control Jeremiah had went away causing him to automatically grab hold of his angel's hips, returning the kiss fiercely while crushing her against his desk completely forgetting about the papers he was working on.

His kisses moved down her cheek and neck as he took care of the clothes Y/n had on, tossing them somewhere in the room before guiding his fingers to her entrance making sure she was ready to take him when they would get to the so-called payment he would take in exchange for giving her that expensive dress her angel so badly wanted.

There was more than one round, his length kept thrusting into her without a moment's pause as grunts, moans and whimpers came out uncontrolled from the pale man who was hiding his face in Y/n's neck as she moaned as well while giving him complete control listening to the dirty things he said to her and how he praised her every time the spark of pleasure got stronger.

He was going to buy her that dress for sure, the certainty came when his eyes stopped on her, on her knees sucking his length taking it all the way down her throat and letting him slow down or increase the speed; tears came out of her eyes but she didn't mind, she loved her sugar daddy and gosh if she wanted that dress.

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[samantha-rae-velcher]

Master List Pt. 2

YouTubers

Swaggersouls

Streamers Dream - smut

Markiplier

Games of the many - smut

Joysticks and pushing buttons - smut

Sticks and stones - smut

That one look - smut

The punishment unforgotten - Violence/smut

A need for it and her - smut

The stress is real - fluff

"Im sorry, honey" - fluff

Roomies or More? (Egos) - smut

Yancy NSFW alphabet - smut

Love mistaken for hate (Wilford Warfstache) - fluff

Don't fear the reaper (Darkiplier) - smut

Dark lust (Darkiplier) - smut

Static (Darkiplier) - smut

Warp core breech Pt.1 (ISWM) - fluff

Warp core breech Pt.2 (ISWM) - fluff

Seeing Stars (ISWM) - fluff

Jacksepticeye

Blue tint and cold tiles - smut

Marvel

Me and the Devil walking side by side (Daredevil) - fluff

Sorcerer Supreme (Doctor Strange) - smut

More like Einstein (Tony Stark) - smut

Two tons of iron (Tony Stark) - smut

Green-ish (Bruce Banner) - smut

Tender Touch (Scott Lang) - smut

The speed of light (Pietro Maximoff) - fluff

Courts of Green Pt.1 (Bucky Barnes) - fluff

Courts of Green Pt.2 (Bucky Barnes) - fluff

Courts of Green Pt.3 (Bucky Barnes) - Violence/ fluff

Feathers and Swords (Clint Barton) - smut

Hawks gold (Clint Barton) - fluff

As beautiful as an angel (Yondu Udonta) - fluff

Fear makes love (Ronan the accuser) - smut

Sharp as steel (Wolverine) - smut

Blades that steel the heart (Wolverine) - fluff

Obviously not that obvious (Drax the Destroyer) - smut

DC

Tattoo Buddies (Chato Santana) - fluff

Soldier Boy (Rick Flag) - smut

Slice and dice (Captain boomerang) - smut

Scars and stripes (BOP Victor Zsasz) - smut

TWD

Guns of blazing love (Aaron) - smut

Maybe evil Maybe not But just about (Shane) - smut

Barbed Wire Pt.1 (Negan) - smut

Barbed Wire Pt.2 (Negan) - Smut

Barbed Wire Pt.3 (Negan) - Violence/fluff

Barbed Wire Pt.4 (Negan) - Violence/fluff

Barbed Wire Pt.5 (Negan) - smut

Barbed Wire Pt.6 (Negan) - Violence/fluff

Barbed Wire Pt.7 (Negan) - Violence/fluff

Barbed Wire Pt.8 (Negan) - fluff

Star Wars

The light within (Qui Gon Jinn) - fluff

The force of two (Qui Gon Jinn) - fluff

The force binds all (Obi Wan Kenobi) - smut

The intimidating side of things (Boba Fett) - smut

Orders (Poe Dameron) - angst/ fluff

Black ink (Darth Maul) - smut

The Witcher

How The Witcher men react when you cry - fluff

Bard and Bells (Jaskier) - fluff

Gotham

Gotham Villains teaching s/o to shoot a gun

Gotham Villains when s/o doesn't answer the phone

How Gotham Villains react to their s/o getting shot

Sexting with Oswald Cobblepot - smut

Gotham's King and Queen (Oswald Cobblepot) - angst

I will kill you (Oswald Cobblepot) - fluff

Emperor Penguin (Oswald Cobblepot) - smut

Smoking Roses Pt.1 (Victor Zsasz) - smut

Smoking Roses Pt.2 (Victor Zsasz)- smut

Tainted Riddle (Ed Nygma) - fluff

What am I? (Ed Nygma) - fluff/Violence

Five-O (Jim Gordon) - smut

Stalked (Jeremiah Valeska) - Violence/fluff

Fantastic Beasts

Blue fire and silver smoke (Gellert Grindelwald) - fluff

Heaven without fear (Credence Barebone) - smut

Boardwalk Empire

Gentleman with a dark side (Arnold Rothstein) - smut

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[i-smoke-chapstick]

Hi! Plz may I request smth super smutty and likely weird with the Valeska twins and a dom reader? (Hell, make it poly if you want!😏😉 if not, separate is also fine🥰 ) I just love the thought of those two getting fucked senseless, they'd be so pretty 😘 maybe including but by no means limited to: pegging, slight mommy kink, edging, over stim, bondage... etc... and followed up by some really fluffy aftercare 🥰

As for a song, my brain keeps going back to Mz. Hyde by Halestorm. So that, I guess!

‘MZ. HYDE,

-GOTHAM!VALESKA TWINS X READER-

⋆ 𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒 ; The Valeska twins meet their match ;)

⋆ tags/warnings. GOTHAM!valeska twins x female reader. SMUT!!! wrote hcs ahh!! FemDom!reader, readers a brat tamer. THREESOME!! Bondage, pegging, overstimulation, mommy kink, and more!!! some incestous undertones on jerome’s part but not really. I love dom!reader sm <3 ty for this request gave me a random burst of motivation. Fluffy aftercare ofc <3 our boys need love !!! after getting their brains fucked out

♫ “I will gently violate your mind, before I tuck you in / my poison is your remedy.” Mz. Hyde by Halestorm

⋆ Taming these boys is hard, but boy is it worth it.

⋆ First and foremost, how you ever managed to get them to share you is a miracle. But, reader, you have the both of them wrapped around your finger.

⋆ They are both completely two different types of subs, but both brats in different ways. Jerome especially.

⋆ Starting off with Jerome, he practically feeds off everything you say. He vies for your attention so desperately, and your degradtion; for both him and his brother alike. Every word you say, he’s hanging off of. He’s so desperate to be punished, it’s hard to resist.

⋆ Jerome is definitely a lot more teasing. He’ll stretch out on the kingsized mattress in all his glory, preening like a cat, ready to be taken. His eyes light up in a crazed expectation, excitement filling him. His cock is throbbing at your words. Every single “You’re a sick fucking animal.” You utter to him while he writhes below you, he loves. He gets drunk on being degraded.

⋆ Speaking of which, he wants to be fucked like an animal in heat. If you two are fucking, he’ll want to grab your hips, whining loudly, trying to control your movements. You’ll have to slap his hands away, and he’ll pout and growl. If you’re pegging him, he’s grinning and giggling like a maniac, trying to spew out vague jokes and insults, only for you to shut him up with each thrust. When you hit that sweet spot inside of him, his eyes are rolling back, and he’s pausing in his speech- faltering under your touch.

⋆ He also loves watching you peg his brother; it’s thrilling for him to see his typically always-in-control brother who typically ruins his fun be shut up for once and just take it. He’ll laugh and point as he watches, 100% getting off on the degradation of his brother.

⋆ “How’s it feel, brother?” Jerome is taunting, palming his cock in his hand, making fun of Jeremiah. Jeremiah isn’t pleased in the slightest, but it’s hard to snarl something back when he’s getting his hole fucked deep and senseless.

⋆ I’ve mentioned before, Jerome never shuts up. So you’ll have to make him. Make that ginger CHOKE on your strap-on, shoving it down his throat. Watch him wildly gag and look up at you with big almost innocent eyes. His spit will dribble down onto the make-shift cock, making a sloppy mess of his mouth.

⋆ Jeremiah is much more composed, but also gets a kick out of finally seeing his brother shut the fuck up for once in his life.

⋆ Unlike Jerome, Jeremiah is much more hesitant to be dominated, pegged, or tied up. He’s a bit of a narcotic control freak- he’s spent his whole life trying to be in control, so it’s harder to get him to cave.

⋆ You’ll have to be more methodical in your approach. It will take awhile for him to to want to be pegged, so you start small- with slow and sopping blowjobs, feeling him trying to thread his hands through your hair. Everytime he reaches out for you, you’ll remove your lips from his cock, and his lip will curl with annoyance. At first he’ll be angry, constantly trying to give you commands, but it’s useless unless he wants to cum. By the end of it, you’ll have the man begging for your mouth back on his member, through raw tears from being edged hours on end.

⋆ Jeremiah will beg, and that level of submission will break him. From then on, he’ll trust you more, and realize his brother might be right- it is fun to let go. From then on, the two of them will practically worship you.

⋆ They are both big fans of being overstimulated. Jerome will be whining, rolling his head and eyes back, tongue out his mouth. You’ll watch his chest heave with each stroke, sticky cum staining your hand and sheets. Restraints holding him firmly in place. Jeremiah will be murmuring senseless pleads for you to stop, but when he cums over and over, he can hardly complain. He will thrust up into your hand, trying desperately to pull against the ropes around his wrists and legs.

⋆ Jerome has more of a mommy kink then Jeremiah does; and it’s a sore subject for him. It slips out randomly during one of your sexcapades, and Jeremiah will look at him incredulously before laughing. It’s his turn to taunt Jerome now. THIS will get under Jerome’s skin, and he’ll go red in the face, lip trembling while he struggles not to cum right then and there from the sheer humilation.

⋆ In terms of aftercare, PLEASE take care of these boys. Jerome will be overtly clingy, and Jeremiah overtly embarrassed. Jeremiah will insist he takes a shower first, and Jerome will be glad to have your sole attention in the mean time.

⋆ Both of them aren’t used to being taken care of. And both of them feel infinitely grateful. When I say they would do anything for you, I mean anything. Que Jeremiah watching you clean him up, looking at you like your the only pure thing in the world from lidded eyes. Jerome is equally as intrigued, never being treated with a soft touch before you.

⋆ Expect playful banter by the time you clean them up, mostly from Jerome. You’ll be cuddled up together in the sheets, Jerome’s head laying on your thighs, and Jeremiah’s head laid between your breasts.

⋆ “So…Y/N, which one of us has the bigger dick?”

⋆ “You two are literally identical, Jerome.”

⋆ “She just doesn’t want to hurt your feelings. It’s obviously me.” Jeremiah will snidely chime, small smirk on his face.

⋆ The sibling rivalry continues to persist, Jerome sticking his tongue out at him and blowing a raspberry on your thighs, which tickles.

⋆ Like I said, you have these two boys wrapped around your finger.

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[jeromevalecka]

୨୧ jerome + jeremiah valeska x reader smut .

words : 2787

warnings : nsfw, threesome , choking , jerome , breeding , doll(y) petname

summary : y/n gets a letter from their childhood friend after not having seen him for a while and decides to bring his brother with them, but jerome has more ideas than just seeing each other again after a while.

notes : reader is gn but afab , sorry for any grammar mistakes I sorta proof read but idk if I got everything right, anyways-

⚠︎ NSFW BELOW PROCEED WITH CAUTION ⚠︎

it all started out back then, in the circus. You were 9 years old, your mother was a performer there. You had to live in a trailer home amongst all the other people in the circus. It wasn't boring at all though, after all you knew two boys named Jerome and Jeremiah Valeska. Their mother also was a performer, so they had to stay around the circus as well in a trailer home. You found each other very early on and had spent all the time together you three had there. Often pulling off pranks with Jerome and reading about stuff along with Jeremiah. You had never thought being their friend would bring trouble, but it did. It brought big trouble in fact. They had both developed a crush on you overtime, and now that all three of you had grown into young adults that crush grew more. All of you were now around the age of 21, Jeremiah being successful working in Wayne Enterprises and Jerome still wandering around. After Jerome had murdered Lila, the guys' mother he had spent some time in Arkham, soon enough he got busted out. It hadn't surprised you entirely when you heard the news, Jerome has always had a very violent mind. Violent but creative you always thought to yourself, but you didn't pay any mind to it at all.

Jerome hadn't been caught by the GCPD yet, and you knew he was good at hiding. After a week or so of him being out of Arkham you had received a letter, it was smart of him to not all of a sudden show up at your doorstep. He was after all a wanted criminal. You had opened up the red envelope and out came a white piece of paper with the words 'meet me at the carnival in town tonight, 10 pm funhouse. JV' written on it. It was written in Jerome's handwriting, you sighed in relief putting the letter down and smiling to yourself. You hadn't seen either of the boys for a while, after Jeremiah had left and then after Jerome had murdered Lila. You thought about contacting Jeremiah and asking him to come with you. You thought he might wanna see his brother again, even though they often have had their fair share of differences. You dialed in the last phone number you had remembered of Miah and put the phone up to your ear. Surprisingly he still had the same phone number, you heard a "Hello?" At the other side of the line. It was indeed Jeremiah's voice, you flinch a little and quickly manage to say "Ah hey- it's been a while, I was wondering something" you say. "Oh y/n, yeah it has been a w-while" he says, choking a bit on some of his words.

Jeremiah had been wanting to talk to y/n for such a long time again but never got the courage to again. He did after all leave his family and them alone, not saying anything at all that night to any of them. Jerome was still furious about it, you were more disappointed but didn't blame him. The circus was...often fucked up to say the very least, a few examples were : drugs being passed around constantly, every other corner someone would be banging some chick or there'd be another fight involving broken glass beer bottles. You smile and ask Jeremiah "Jerome has contacted me, I was...wondering if you wanted to come with me to see him again, you guys are brothers after all". There was a long pause at the other end of the line, you almost wondered if he had hung up until you heard his voice again. " Where" Jeremiah manages to speak out. "Ah- tonight at the carnival around 10 he said" you reply to his question, pacing around the tiny apartment you rent out every month. "Okay, I'll be there" he says. You wanted to say something back but he hangs up, you frown a little and put down the phone. "what's up with him..." You say to yourself and check the alarm clock that stood on your bedside table. It says '7:45 pm' , you sigh and grab a can of soda. Opening up the tab and then taking a quick sip, frowning as you stare into your closet.

You thought to yourself on what you'd wear, you can't show up in the clothes you wear at home you thought. You put down the can of soda onto a table and start rummaging through the closet, in the end picking an outfit you felt comfortable in but also felt like you look good in. You check the alarm clock again, now seeing the time had already passed on to 9:15 pm, you sigh and laugh, finding it funny how long just picking an outfit took. You grab your stuff and necessities, then making your way out locking the front door to your apartment as you exit.

You arrive at the carnival, bright lights and loud music sounding all throughout the area. You see a man standing there, in a suit wearing glasses as he looks at his watch on his wrist. You stare a little longer until realizing it was Jeremiah, you walk up to him. "Ah- hey, didn't recognize you there" you say and awkwardly laugh, looking the guy up and down. Jeremiah gets startled a little and looks you up and down as well, he realizes how much your body has changed and blushes. "R-right, you changed too" he says, choking on a few off his words as he smiles. You both go in for a hug that lasted less than 30 seconds. Jeremiah looks at his watch again and then looks back up at y/n and nods.

They make their way over to the funhouse, hearing laughter and kids yelling around constantly, until they spot a familiar face up high in the attraction. There he was, Jerome. With his psychotic looking smile and red locks brushed backwards, he looked down at the two and then moved away from the railing, moving in deep into the attraction. You look at Jeremiah and he nods at you, the both of you pay the guy at the front and enter into the funhouse, looking for Jerome. After a couple of minutes of looking around you both still hadn't found him. You sigh and bite onto your bottom lip out of frustration. "Where is he" you say and look at Jeremiah, who also let's out a sigh as he pushes his glasses back up onto the bridge of his nose. "I have no idea, didn't we just see him up here" he says, looking around. That is until a hand moves itself onto your mouth and you hear a familiar laugh sounding from behind you, it was Jerome. He stares at Jeremiah, and then looks down at you "thought you'd come alone doll, why'd you have to bring him" he says, emphasising disgust when he mentions Miah. "Jerome, what are you even doing" Jeremiah says and stands there, not knowing what to do. You breathe calmly, trying not to panic. "Me? I wanted to meet y/n again, what are you doing" he says and scoffs. Jeremiah stands there, frozen and startled. He looks at y/n and then back at Jerome. Jerome laughs and presses his head up against yours as he inhales the scent of your hair. "You still smell exactly the same, so...lovely and addicting" he says as his grip on you stays tight. "Cut it out" Jeremiah speaks. Jerome released his grip on you and walks over to his brother staring him down "you know they belong to me" he says and stares at his brother with anger in his eyes. "They don't belong to you, Jerome. That's fucking absurd" Jeremiah says, "we'll be going now, if you even try anything I'll snitch to the gcpd" he says and tries slipping past his brother. Jerome sighs angrily and aggresively holds onto his brother's arm, keeping him in place. "You're not going anywhere, not unless I say so brother" he says and pushes Jeremiah to the ground. Jerome laughs and makes his way back over to you, with a look in his eyes that speaks insanity and lust.

He smiles at y/n and then pushes them up against the wall, a hand tightly around their throat. "Wanna please me, dolly?" He says and smiles. "W-what-" you speak out and stare at Jerome with fear. "Oh come on" Jerome says, rolling his eyes as his grip tightens a little. He moves his face closer towards yours as he whispers "I need you, why'd you think I sent that letter huh? god you have no idea how long I've waited for this exact fucking moment" he says and let's out another hysteric laugh. Your bottom lip trembles as you lean in, kissing his lips. He gets caught off guard but kisses back, as you pull away he releases his grip on your throat and instead grips at you chin, making you look at him. "get on your knees" he says, in a demanding tone. You furrow your brows in confusion and stare at him, with a slight blush coating your cheeks. "are you gonna make me repeat myself or?" He says, slightly annoyed. You quickly shake your head no and get down onto your knees, in front of Jerome. You glance at Jeremiah behind him and see the guy laying on the ground, staring up at both of you as his chest goes up and down heavily. You look back up at Jerome as he stares down at you, his eyes practically piercing through you as he grasps onto your hair, making your face get closer towards his crotch. "look at me dolly, you'll do exactly as I say no? I know you don't want that boring ole guy behind me, you want me don't you doll?" he says and let's out another laugh. You nod, scared of speaking back to Jerome. He raises one of his eyebrows and let's go of your hair "go on then, take it out" he says and stares down at you. You nod once again and zip down his black pants, revealing dark red boxers beneath them, he was already hard, his boxers trapping his cock. You gulp down saliva and slowly pull down his boxers now too, his hard on practically 'jumps' out and is already dripping with pre-cum. He looks down at you with another one of his insane looking smiles. You take a deep breath and lock one of your hands onto his shaft, gently starting to stroke it. You take one last look at his cock, and then close your eyes. You take the tip inside of your mouth and slowly suck on it, Jerome let's out a gutteral moan and bites onto his bottom lip. "fuck...good dolly" he says and grasps onto a fist full of your hair, making you take him into your mouth deeper. You flinch and let out a little gag sound. Jerome continues to let out moans and groans as he practically fucks your mouth. Your eyes start to sting and tears roll down your cheeks as he pushes his cock in deeper, making it hit the back of your throat already. "Jerome stop!" Jeremiah all of a sudden shouts out as his breathing is heavy. Jerome let's go of your hair and looks back at his brother, still laying there on the ground. He rolls his eyes and laughs "you know I thought you wanted them too, why don't you just join in" Jerome says, a little annoyed. Jeremiah sighs, getting up slowly as he takes off his belt and let's his pants fall down to his ankles, he walks up towards you as well, he pulls down his boxers letting his cock out. You stare at him as he takes one of your hands and places it around his shaft. You're cheeks heat up and you start stroking slowly, making him let out a little groan. Jerome laughs and grasps onto your hair again, shoving his dick back into your mouth with force. If you were to ask y/n what were to happen an hour ago they would not have expected this.

You continue to stroke Jeremiah's dick, with a faster pace this time. Jerome's still fucking your mouth, this time faster and more rougher. Jerome's cock starts twitching as he let's out low groans, a few moments later releasing his semen down your throat. He pulls out and smiles "be a good dolly and swallow" he says. You nod and swallow his cum, it tastes a little bitter but you weren't complaining. On the other hand Jeremiah had now reached his point as well, releasing his semen all over your face. He breathes out heavily as he let's out a few groans. Jerome's laugh sounds throughout the attraction as he pulls you up from your knees. "take of those clothes and bend over, now. be a good dolly for us hm?" He says and smiles, give his brother a quick look as Jeremiah nods at him. You obey them and take off the clothing you had specifically picked out a few hours earlier. You bend over, obeying the brothers as you're curious what will happen next. Jerome smiles and positions himself behind you, coating his dick in some of your juices. He bites onto his bottom lip as he slowly slides his cock in, letting out a low groan as he tightly holds onto your waist. On the other side Jeremiah had positioned himself in front of your mouth, gently lifting your chin up a little to make you look up into his eyes. As Jerome starts slowly thrusting in and out of your cunt, Jeremiah slides his cock into your mouth, a couple muffled moans sounding from you as they use you. Jerome starts getting more fast and rough with his pace as you continue to suck on his brother's dick. Letting them both abuse your holes, Jeremiah pushes your head down his cock more and makes you gag. Letting you breathe after a few seconds of deepthroating you "f-fuck..." He says as he looks down at you with desperate eyes. "I told you they'd feel good" Jerome says and laughs, psychotically as he continues to pound you with his dick. His movements start to get more sloppy, as his breathing grows heavier. Jeremiah on the other hand starts fucking your mouth faster, letting out a few quiet whimpers as he grunts, letting his semen flow down into your throat. Jerome reaches his orgasm as well and releases inside you, which sends a shockwave of pleasure throughout the both of you. He laughs and pulls his cock out, seeing it coated with your juices and his cum. "good little dolly hm?" Jerome says as he slaps your ass, causing you to yelp out. Jeremiah stands there in front of you on his knees as his breathing is heavy, his chest moving up and down in a fast pace. "wanna have a go at em too, brother?" Jerome says and smirks. Jeremiah nods and smirks as well, they now switch places and have you lay down onto your back. Jeremiah spits into his hand as he gives his cock a few strokes with his spit coated palm as he then pushes in, making you let out a moan. Jerome bites onto his bottom lip as he positions himself, pushing his cock down your throat as you lay there, he let's out a loud moan and starts fucking your mouth again as you let out gag noises and muffled moans. Jeremiah fucks you fast, filling the room with sounds of skin slapping against each other as his hips slams against your thighs. Jerome reaches for your tits and squeezes them as he continues deepthroating you. Jeremiah on the other hand digs his nails into your hips as he fucks you deeper, breathing heavily as he let's out groans. The three of you are covered in sweat as you all finish and reach your orgasms. You lay there, breathing heavily as you smile. Jerome caress your hair slowly "you've been such a good dolly, they have haven't they Miah?" He asks his brother. He nods and let's out a quiet chuckle "yeah...god..fuck" he breaths out.

They all get dressed, as you leave with Jerome, wherever Jerome would take the both of you.

thank you for reading, have a good day/night ♡

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[yourmother-6969]

Gifts for their s/o

Ed Nygma

always includes some kind of riddle

puts a shit-ton of thought into what he gets you

he has to have a 100% guarantee that you'll like it before he gives it to you

sometimes they'll be expensive but usually, they aren't cheap but aren't to expensive

always has to see your reaction.

he will literally hide outside your house just to see that beautiful smile

nothing creepy, he likes to keep it fluffy and romantic

notes everything.

like on your 1 year anniversary, he bought you the champagne you really liked on your guys' first date

the moment you tell him your favorite color, a bouquet of flowers that just so happen to be that color, will magically show up on your doorstep

Jerome Valeska

gives you whatever he can

he would steal the moon and give it to you if he could

he mostly gives you stolen items but not just any stolen items

only stuff he knows you would like

he hired a bunch of people to rob a Victoria's secret for you one time

he stole Lila's snake for you after he killed his mother and fled the circus with you

doesn't matter if he can afford it or not. if you want it you get it or someone dies

killed a man for not getting the right color flowers he ordered for you

buys you lingerie. all the time. hence the Victoria's secret robbery.

you woke up one day and saw a bunch of vibrators with ribbons on them.

he loves buying you sex toys

Jeremiah Valeska

luxury. luxury. LUXURY.

will absolutely fuckin spoil you

unless you disobey him

then comes the punishment

but if you've been good, he will shower you with expensive gifts

if you say you like something, whatever it is, it's yours

in his eyes, everything was made for you, you deserve the world

and he will do whatever he can to get it for you

if you've been bad he will make you beg for it

eventually, you'll get it but there's a cost

will spend every penny to his name on you

#ed nygma #jerome valeska #jeremiah valeska #implied smut #headcanons #gotham headcanons #gotham #fem reader

[itlover8000]

Hi everyone!!!

Would you guys like it if I started writing fics myself? If so, what types of fics would you guys be interested in? I'm pretty open to writing stories that allude to smut or get a little steamy. I'm also open to writing fics that involve yandere/dark themes or just fluffy/cute. I prefer to only write for fem!reader or I can make the reader very vague so that the reader can be non-binary. Please let me know what you are interested in and comfortable with.

Characters/people I'm thinking of writing for:

-Bill Denbrough and Richie Tozier (It 2017)

-Bill Skarsgard/Pennywise

-Elvis Presley or Austin!Elvis

-Tom Riddle/Voldemort

-Draco Malfoy

-Ethan Landry

-Jerome and Jeremiah Valeska

-Anakin Skywalker

If you guys have any other ideas for characters please let me know. I just prefer not to write about the actual actors themselves!

Please feel free to give me ideas/requests.

Love,

Gabriela ❤️

#elvis presley x reader #yandere elvis presley #pennywise x reader #richie tozier x reader #richie tozier #bill denbrough x reader #bill skarsgard x reader #bill skarsgard imagine #jeremiah valeska x reader #jerome valeska x reader #anakin skywalker smut #anakin fanfiction

[sherlockvaleska]

Imma expose myself but---

Y'know when you're the type of person to read a lot of smut fics -> and then you watch anything involving the characters in the fic -> something remotely sexual happens -> your mind involuntarily snaps back to the fic. 🤔😳😏😘

Or is that just me?

#twinleska #jeremiah valeska #jerome valeska #Bruce wayne #Wayleska #valeyne #fan fic #smut fics

[multismutsblog]

Poly:Jerome and Jeremiah Valeska × reader Jeremiah woke up first, unwrapping his arm from around your waist. He smiled as he looked back at you and Jerome. He the heads to get ready and take a shower. After you hear the shower turn on you wake up, getting up from resting your head on Jerome’s chest. You quietly tip-toe out of the room and into the kitchen, leaving Jerome alone because you know how lazy he likes to be. By the time Jeremiah has gotten dressed and is just about finished with everything he to do. You hear him coming down have breakfast. You know Jeremiah loves to annoy Jerome so your not surprised when you hear Jerome yelling at Jeremiah to leave him alone.

You never though one day you could have a polyamorous relationship. In fact, before them, your love life was like a quiet desert with a few Oasis popping sometime, trying to make you believe at their illusion. But , none of these mirage had succeed to make you fall in them. As a virgin, you have wait to the right time all your life before giving the beautiful gift of your femininity to the right partner. Now that they were there with you, loving you, you feel more that ready for that really important moment of you life.

Disturbed from your laps in memory you see the two boy coming to sit at the table. Awaiting there food you've cooked. Theses days seem to be on repeat. At 8 Jeremiah looks at his watch and heads off to Wayne enterprise for work, but not before kissing you both on the cheek and whispering an I love you to you. Since Jerome also works for Wayne however he works at his club in downtown Gothmen he also heads to work. Sick of the same routine you decided to make a change. That night before the boys got home for dinner you put sexy lingerie on and your cute fluffy robe that Jerome Insist you have. They spoiled you but you didn't care.

Getting dinner set up, you hear the front door open and close both boys yelling there home.

They round the corner to the kitchen to see you I'm your robe. You look at them and smile casually but you can see on there faces they already know something up.

After eating you look up at both of them stand up and drop your robe

“ I’m ready” you say

A light blush coving your face.

Jeremiah being the more caring brother

Speaks first

“ Are you sure Y/N” Jeremiah asked, while gently grabbing your hand.

Before you can reply Jerome responded

“ Oh shut up brother, the lady know what she talking about. If she’s ready, she is.” Jerome retort, more happy then concern, already getting up of his chair. “ Come on beautiful, let’s go fix this sad situation.” He lifts you up and carrys you to bed. With Jeremiah on your heels.

In the room, Jerome was already removing his clothes, letting them in a messy pile on floor. Jeremiah, less spontaneous was opening his shirt slowly, being as careful as always, putting his suit in a chair. You are excited and shy at the same time,you try to undo your bra but find your fingers are not working as well as you'd like.  

“ Let me help you” Jeremiah says

"Thank you” You reply letting him remove your bra, kissing you before Jerome has the chance to grab you. Once he was pulled away from you, you were in Jeromes arms.

"I was with her before you, it’s my right to play with her first ! “ Jerome says frustrated. 

“ You will be to rough, she’s need a gentle first time” The second brother said, trying to bring you back at him.  You thought they'd be able to get along for once but apparently not annoyed, you push them both back, walking in direction of the door.  the mood was ruined. You where Furious and hurt.

I’m not a toy ! “ You shout. “ If you aren’t able to not fight even in these kind of situation. I don’t think all this will be possible ! “ Tears began rolling down your cheeks, you leave the room. heading to the bathroom hearing the two agure on who's fault it was.

Locking the door of the bathroom behind you, you sit on the cold borders of the bath, crying all the tears of your body. 

Y/N” The soft voice of Jeremiah tell, knocking at the door. “ Please, open the door, we’re sorry…” 

“ You’re not a toy…we know that, I’m sorry” The voice of Jerome follow, a hit a culpability you never heard from him before. 

Passing your hand on your cheeks to removing the tears, you get up of your seat, hesitantly to open that door. 

“ Being sorry isn't the same as saying your sorry” You say. “ But I know you will do it again, you will fight for over stupid things and it will never end” 

The two brother stay silence for a moment.  

“ We will try to stop acting like child, you’re the love of our life, you deserve better “ Jerome tell. 

Taking a breath, you turn the door handle, facing now your two lovers. Opening your arm, you insert yourself into their arms,making a warm nest of flesh and love. Gently, Jeremiah kiss your hair, following by Jerome, kissing your shoulder. The act wasn’t mean to be sexual but, a fire slowly start in your belly, making you close your eyes.

Feeling the tension in the air change, the hands and mouth of the two men was now running over you, exploring each part of your body, asking, taken and begging for their attention.

Moaning, you close your eyes, caressing their skin and hair. Helping you to reach the bed,the two brothers slowly remove your underwear, caressing the sensitive skin in the same time. Jerome was on your side, playing with your breasts, sucking gently on your nipple. When Jeremiah, was on his knees between your legs, kissing slow Down your body to your throbing pussy. After making it to your pussy he looks up at you with hunger in his eyes.

You’re so fucking beautiful, Y/N,” he says in a shaky whisper.

The sheer and honest awe in his voice warms your skin and brings a blush to your cheeks.

He drags his long fingers down your body leaving goosebumps in his wake. His thumb lingers over the mound of your pubic bone before dipping between your lips to circle your clit. It’s a soft touch and meant to tease, but you waver weakly on your knees nonetheless. Jerome fondles your nipples giving each one a good pinch and twist as he watches his brother. His own cock out now dripping with pre cum. Jeremiah tugs you toward him, gently, but insistent and commanding, “Sit on my face, sweetheart. I gotta taste you. Lemme make you feel good.” You allow him to guide you over him until your thighs are framing his face. He noses at your folds, inhaling deeply, briefly chilling the air over your pussy, making you gasp. “Delicious,” he again asserts, his whispered breath ghosting warm over your chilled skin. 

Any response you would have offered melts away when his long tongue dives into your cunt. Jeremiahs satisfied hum vibrates through you, hitting all the right places and making you rock against him. His tongue curls around your clit, making you moan, “God, miah. Yeah. Fuck, that’s good.”

Jerome moves behind you slipping his hand around your throat from behind, squeezing firmly. Damp redish-colored hair tickles your cheek, and you’re pinned against a solid body, with muscles. Jeromes hard cock is pressed against your ass, and his honeyed deep voice is right in your ear. “That feel good, kitten?” You nod affirmatively. Jeromes hand stays around your throat, while his right hand traces down your body, finally diving between you and Jeremiah. He spreads your pussy open with two fingers so Jeremiah can get his tongue even deeper inside of you. 

 

“Help him out a little. Ride his face, kitten.” Jeromes voice is deep and commanding, even as it trembles with arousal you feel it deep in your chest. He uses the hand circling your throat to push you down onto Steve, while he moves his hips against you from behind. His cock is hard and insistent against you as you obediently roll your hips and grind against Jeremiah’s face.

Breathing more and more heavier, you fail to stay upright trembling and arching your back as you cum over Jeremiah's face.

“ She’s ready ?” Jeremiah says as he wipes off your jucies, looking at you, taking pleasure to see you in this state of joy. 

“ Yes, do you want the have the honor ?” Jeremiah answer, kissing your thigh. 

Changing their place, the boys try to make you as confortable as possible. Jerome lifts you and sits up on top of him as he lays in the bed Jeremiah kiss you gently from behind, his cock now pressed against your back, he gives you a surprise look when he feels your hand taking his cock and start a slow and delicious move of up and down. “ Oh god” He let escape, closing his eyes. 

“ She’s full of surprise our sweet Y/N” Jerome laugh, pushing the tip of his cock into you Slowly

“That’s our good girl. We’re going to make you feel so good, princess. Make you feel every inch of us until you beg us to stop.” Jerome whispers send a shiver through you as you feel his cock sliding all the way in you. One of Jeremiahs hands trails down your belly until he cups your soaking sex. “So fucking wet for us, aren’t you? This cunt is so wet, so ready.” Jeremiah fingers play over your clit causing you to cry out, and release his cock.

Jeremiah pulls out the lube from the nightstan and bends you over to prepare you. He takes his times fingering your tight hole and stretching you out. Jeremiahs voice is soft and husky when he asks, “Where do you want me Y/N? What do you want? What do you want me to do to you?”

 “My ass, miah, please. I....Want you to fuck my ass.”  He pushes a spit-slick finger into your ass and makes a soft, surprised noise when the thick digit slips into you with no resistance. He works on your ass stretching it. He runs his tongue around your stretched rim. His breath ghosts over your ass cheeks, followed by a soft kiss, and grazing bite. You push your ass into the air, asking for more.

Jerome.,” you murmur breathlessly against him. “Fuck me too, please. Want you both. God, please , baby. I need you.” you pant

Jerome moves his cock threw your pussy lips coating them with your wetness...

He reaches between you to grip his cock. He dips the swollen head into your cunt with a long, low moan. “God, Jeremiah, she’s so fucking wet,” he groans. “You’re drenched, kitten. Is that for me? You wet for my big, fat cock?”

You whine and grind down on his dick. But he stops you from sinking all the way down onto him and you whimper. 

" come on Jerome, don't tease her..I wanna see you go balls deep in her tight cunt."

Jeremiahs dirty words send shivers down you. He's not one to dirty talk.

Jeremiah wraps his hand around Jeromes length and pushes more of his cock into you. "Come on sweetheart. He’s all yours. You can take him when you’re ready. I got you.” Jeremiah says softly

He leans back to see you sink all the way on Jerome’s cock taking every inch.

Jeremiah puts lube on his dick rubbing it in preparing to take you from behind.

You whimper out "Need you too, miah Please, fuck me now. I Want your cock. I Need you— fuck —need you to fill me up.” bu the end you were panting

Jerome uses one of his hands to press you down onto him as he bottoms you out completely, you feel so full. Her makes you lean over him so he can spread your cheeks out even wider, Jeremiah." damn look at that tight little ass." Jeremiah says

Jeremiah takes his fat cockhead and presses into you agonizingly slow. Filling you like this, bit by bit—almost casually, like he isn’t driving you mad with sensation—he’s making sure you feel every single raw inch of his dick push into you. By the time his heavy cock is fully inside of you, you feel so full, and all three of you are panting.

Jeremiah folds over you to rest his forehead between your shoulder blades, and the way he groans “ fuckfuckfuck ” against your damp skin sounds like a prayer.

 

Jeromes whole body is shuddering with the effort it takes for him to not start fucking you with hard, thrusts. He growls a curse between clenched teeth, he slips his hand down to play with your clit, rubbing and pinching the little bundle of nerves.

"Jerome...." you pant...." Please I'm so full.."

He just smirks and continues his assault on your clit.

" I feel you squeezing my cock baby." He groans

Jeremiah then speaks up

" doll if you come for us we'll fuck you really good."

With in seconds of hearing that your entire pussy clenched with a orgasm. Both boys goan and pant as your pussy and ass sucks there dick in more.

Both men keep there promise and begin fucking you. They fuck like they fight; like men who have known each other their whole lives, and each instinctively knows what the other is doing. Each thrust in and drag out is synchronous, filling you and emptying you in perfect unison, and soon you’re melting into Jeromes arms, unable to support yourself on your shaky limbs anymore. Jeromes arms around you and Jeremiahs hands on your hips lock you in place so they can fuck you hard and fast. “I’m… Need to... I’m gonna…”

 

“You ready to come, kitten? Gonna come for us?” 

 

You nod and Jerome slips a hand between your bodies to circle your clit, and Jeremiah shifts to accommodate Jeromes hand. The

subtle shift drives Jerome’s cock into your g-spot, and your orgasm crashes into you. A hot, slick wash of fluid gushes out of you, soaking Jerome and Jeremiahs thighs as you scream their names with ragged shouts. 

 

“Oh, we got a squirter,” Jerome says. His hips fall out of rhythm, and you feel his cock jerk and swell inside of you as he pumps you full of come.

Jeremiah swears, and folds over you, planting a hand next to you on Jerome’s shoulder, the other locked on your hip, sure to leave a bruise. You reach a weak arm over your shoulder, pulling Jeremiah closer, his wide chest pressed against your back. Your hole clenches around his length with the aftershocks of your orgasm, and with one last thrust, Jeremiah buries his cock deep inside you, filling you with heat as he comes.

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MOVIE NIGHT; C. MONAGHAN

CAMERON MONAGHAN X F!READER

WARNINGS: SMUT - this is rushed and boring, but cam posted that pic (yesterday, when i made this) and it’s so hot so i needed to write something even though nothing correlates 😭 pwp!! also, obvi you need a condom or be on the pill but this is a fic so.. go with the flow!!

WC: 4212

A/N: i am SO excited for halloween, so it’s (sort of?) set up during October!! - the pic im talking about is the middle one btw!!

SUMMARY: A sweet movie night with Cameron ended in something more

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The smell of cinnamon wafted through the small apartment.

The candle was brand new as the flame on top was slowly burning down farther. The scent was relaxing as it overtook the room inside your living space, adding a nice aura to the interior.

Plastic pumpkins were spaced out on different tables, fake spiders were hung up on the walls, and small lights were hung up on the table that supported the tv. Decorating for halloween was always fun since you could go any direction you wanted to. Staying up late and watching horror movies or buying candy and using the excuse that you had trick or treaters at the door.

Tonight, you and your friend Cameron were planning a movie night. Whenever he was free, you both would message back and forth, trying to figure out plans to see each other. Last week, you both came to the agreement to binge scary movies and stay inside. You had been the one to suggest the idea and Cameron immediately accepted, saying that it would be nice to relax because of his work situation.

The both of you had known each other for years. It started as a school friendship when you two were little, occasionally having playdates or hanging out on the playground. Once you both started middle school, you both would hangout at each other’s houses and would walk around the neighborhood to buy some ice cream. Eventually, as more time passed, the both of you grew even closer and kept in touch frequently. Even with his busy schedule for his acting, he managed to sort out his plans and always made sure he had time for you.

You always tried to tell yourself that it was true and it was just a thought in the back of your head that just wanted attention. But as you matured, you dreadfully came to the conclusion that you had feelings for your best friend. You were in denial for so long, that only recently you realized. It was hard to push those thoughts away when you were with him, but he never seemed to notice. At least that’s what you told yourself.

Your phone vibrated against the coffee table as you rushed over to grab it. A smile graces your lips as you see the notification laying on top. Speak of the devil…

Omw! It’s my turn to pick the movie this time Y/N! Don’t think you can persuade me again.. ;)

A laugh bubbles up from your throat as you reread his text. The last time you both had a movie night, it was his turn to pick a movie he liked. When he ended up picking one you weren’t particularly a fan of, you managed to make him switch his decision in promise of you making his favorite food. It was quite easy to make him bend to your will, but you always told yourself that it’s just what friends do for each other. You would’ve done the same thing for him.

As you turn on the tv, it sits on the main menu, waiting for instructions. Setting down the remote, you make your way over towards the candy you had bought earlier that day and poured it into a bowl; resting it on the coffee table so you both could share the snacks while the movie played.

As soon as you reached out to grab your phone, there were two knocks at your door before hearing it open. Your lips curled up automatically at the sound. A glimpse of ginger hair was seen before he walks away from the door, towards you.

“Hey, Y/N.” Cameron smiles wide as he walks to you. He quickly wraps his arms around your shoulders and brings you close to him. The close proximity makes your face feel hot, but you put your arms around his torso in response.

“Hey, Cam.” The smile on your face was heard through your words. You pull away and look up at him as you both take away your arms. His eyes scan around your apartment, taking in all of the decorations.

“Wow, you really went all out this year.” He chuckles, picking up a plastic pumpkin that sat on the small table in front of the couch. It looked almost miniature in his palm, his fingers engulfing the object.

“You know how much I love Halloween, Cam.” You smile and walk around him and towards the couch. Your hands wrapped around the small remote and you hold it out. “It’s your turn.” You hand it to him as you watch his pale digits put down the pumpkin and grab the remote from you.

He gives you a smirk before sitting down on the couch and spreading out his legs. He looked at your apartment like it was his. That was just one thing you liked about him; how comfortable he was with you. It made you feel fuzzy inside; a safe feeling.

Walking over towards the light switch you flick it down as the only light source is the tv and the small orange lights that hung on the small table that was supporting the electronic. Cameron was still scrolling through Netflix, listing off the pro’s and con’s of each one that he didn’t choose. An occasional laugh sounded from your mouth when he would say something bad about one every now and then.

You took a seat next to him on the cushion as your eyes swept across his face. His side profile was just as beautiful as the front; his perfectly shaped nose, his pink lips and his green eyes staring forward. Before he could catch you, your eyes averted away from him and towards the screen.

“This is why I never let you pick. You take forever, Cam.” You tease him, laughing softly. Your back rested on the pillow that was against the arm on the couch, facing the man that sat a couple feet from you. You nudge his thigh with your foot as you smile, holding back a laugh that wanted to leave your throat.

Suddenly, he grabs your foot and moves it away from him. “Watch where you’re putting that thing.” He teases with a smile. He sends you a wink before looking back at the screen, the bright light illuminating his features.

A light stubble graced his jaw and wrapped around his chin, trailing up above his top lip. His sharp jawline was still visible, even with the lights off. As your eyes trailed down his arm, they met with his hand that gripped the remote. Two rings held a finger each, the silver band grasping them tight.

The sound of a movie starting harshly ripped you out of your daydream. He leans forward and sets down the remote on the coffee table and then leans back on the couch, stretching his arm out on the back of it.

“What is this?” You says begrudgingly, but the smile on your face told otherwise. He looks over at you with a smirk.

“Scream, duh.” Before you could open your mouth, he puts a finger up. “C’mon, Y/N. It’s a classic. You can’t not watch Scream when it’s Halloween time.” Cameron teases and pokes your leg. He laughs when you swat at him, retreating his arm to rest on the back of the couch again. It didn’t take much convincing for you to agree, letting the title screen show.

Minutes into the movie, your position grows uncomfortable. Your side started to ache as you lie on it and your legs are started to cramp up as they’re pressed against you. Without your knowledge, Cameron notices your predicament. Startling you, a hand pats your leg gently. “You can stretch out your legs, Y/N.” He assures you, giving you that perfect smile of his. You swore that smile alone could make you melt.

You quickly accept his offer and move onto your back, leaning against the pillow. You straighten out your legs fully, before moving them back into the spot they were before. You were close with Cameron, but you didn’t want to push anything. Especially with the thought in the back of your mind that kept reminding you about your undeniable crush on him.

You hear a quiet sigh before hands grab your legs and stretch them across his lap. It catches you off guard at first, looking away from the tv to see what your friend was doing. You were leaning back on the pillow that rested against the arm of the couch as your body was facing Cameron, your legs now straight and laying on his lap. You couldn’t say you were upset about it.

He doesn’t say anything as he stares forward, watching Stu, Billy, Sydney and Tatum have a conversation. You try and swallow down a smile, looking away from him and back to the screen. A warm hand rested on your shin, a hot feeling running through your body.

Seconds to minutes pass by, his finger slowly starting to move back and forth, rubbing against the fabric of your pants. Maybe it was a subconscious thing, maybe not, but either way, it made you feel giddy. Other movie nights consisted of hugs, talking, sharing food, some times cuddling, but tonight felt different. The mood wasn’t the same, and the intentions didn’t feel familiar.

His other hand came down and rested on the same leg, starting to get higher. It sat on your knee, drawing small circles into the soft fabric with his thumb. Cameron still hasn’t taken one look away from the movie, whether that was on purpose, to add to the teasing, or just because he was too afraid to see your reaction.

The room started to feel warmer as the cinnamon smell of the candle still traveled through the tense air. As Ghostface talked to Sydney on the phone, the sounds of the movie started to get quieter. It felt like everything was changing. You weren’t sure if you were making up this whole situation and Cameron was just making a sweet gesture towards you, but you made it out to be the opposite; that he had the same feelings for you and that he wanted to act on them. At least that’s what you were hoping for.

The warm sensation of his hand gradually moved up, now landing on your thigh. Your eyes never left his face as he finally looked away from the tv and met your gaze. His eyes were as soft as ever, showing no hostility or aggression. He was being sweet, just as you thought earlier.

“Can I?” It came out as a whisper, his pink lips barely moving. Over time, his body grew closer to yours. Responding to him without words, you moved up from your leaning position and became just inches away from his face. You nodded your head fast as your hand gently held his jaw.

“Can I?” You whisper back, staring down at his lips. He nods softly, quickly leaning forward and meeting your lips together. His were soft, a little chapped as you suspected that he was biting them earlier. The pressure of your top lip in between his sent chills down your spine as you maneuvered your body to straddle him. He groaned into the kiss at your new position, resting his hands on the outside of your thighs gently.

Breaking away from the kiss, you both kept yourselves just inches away from each other. Your lips were hot with his breath as you stared into his eyes and vice versa. His pupils were dilated as he looked at you, never once taking his eyes off of yours. The eye contact wasn’t filled with lust, more so a hunger for each other. It was sweet and loving, something that you craved from him.

“Fuck, Y/N..” Cameron’s voice was deeper as he whispered, squeezing his hands on your skin. That was all you needed to pull him in for another kiss. It was heated and messy, tongues meeting and teeth clashing. Your hand traveled to the back of his head, clutching his bright orange hair into your hand. The groan that escaped his mouth could’ve made you cum on the spot.

His hands drifted up and rested on your hips and squeezed. The unexpected pressure made your hips roll forwards against his lap, moans escaping the both of your lips. Both of your hands cupped the sides of his face as you broke apart, keeping close to each other. Silent words were exchanged to the other, wondering what was happening. Neither of you tried to stop it.

“Can I take care of you?” Cameron’s voice was quiet, but you heard it perfectly. The room was quiet to you, the sound of the tv only becoming background noise. It was just the both of you, sitting together, kissing. It felt like a dream.

“Yes. Please.” Your words left your mouth immediately. Giving in to him was an automatic response, something that you would agreed to in an instant. It was like second nature to you.

A soft smile takes over his lips, leaning forward to press them against yours. The kiss was gentle this time, telling you how much he enjoyed this; that he wasn’t taking advantage of it. It was reassuring in a sense that you felt like you could trust him to do anything in that moment. You wouldn’t have to be on cloud nine for that though.

Feeling a hand wound up your back and applying enough pressure against you, he starts to lean forward and moves you onto your back. The kiss never breaks as your positioned back onto the couch with Cameron hovering over you now. Your hand moved up to cup his cheek as you deepen it, gently nipping at his bottom lip before sliding your tongue across it. Almost immediately, he accepts your offer. Your free hand traveled down his side and clutched his shirt tightly, signaling that you wanted it off.

You’ve seen Cameron without a shirt numerous times, whether it was going for a swim, on a show, coming out of the shower, but his perfect stature never failed to leave you staring.

He leaves your lips to bring his hands behind his back and throws his shirt off, absentmindedly tossing it somewhere neither of you cared for at the moment. Your hands raked down his toned torso, a small patch of ginger hair leading into his pants. His v-line was impressive, the sharp edges quickly catching your attention. His abs were flexed as he hovered over you, making sure not to put any of his weight on top of you.

His warm palms glided under your shirt, teetering at the edge of your pants. You lift up your arms, inviting him to take the fabric off of you. He follows through quickly as he takes it off and throws it in the same direction as his. He leans down and scatters kisses on your neck, traveling to your jawline and down. His lips kept getting lower, kissing down your collarbone and sucking on the skin. A soft moan was taken from your throat at the sudden pleasure, your hand returning to his hair and tugging gently. His lips vibrated against your skin, sending a new sensation through your body.

Moving down the valley between your breasts, he kissed over one before taking it in his mouth and sucking. A louder noise than before left your lips, your mouth agape. Your breathing got faster as seconds went by, silently hoping he couldn’t feel it. Though you were sure he could.

Giving the same treatment to your other breast, he eventually kissed down your body, reaching the top of your pants. With a look up at you, he accepted your nod of approval and slipped his fingers inside the waistband. Slowly dragging it down your legs, he tossed the fabric on the floor. His hands rested on your shins, patiently gliding up your legs until they landed on your thighs. He leaned back down and kissed above your panties. They weren’t anything special, normal underwear you’d get from the store for cheap.

“Cute.” He teases and hooks his finger in the top of them with a quiet laugh. Heat raises on your face as you smack his shoulder lightly, causing a chuckle to leave him. He was still your Cameron, the goofy boy you’ve known since pre-school. The realization that you were about to have sex with your best friend suddenly hit you as he squeezed your thighs once more. Your mind was telling you that this was everything you wanted and more, that he wanted this too. And you quickly followed that thought, living off of the thrill that your best friend, and crush, liked you the same way you liked him.

“Can I?” His soft voice cut you out of your thoughts. You looked down at him from his position between your legs as he asked for permission to take off your panties. You nodded in response. Hooking his fingers under the fabric, he pulls them down and throws them in the same pile as your pants. Without hesitation, he leans down and spreads your legs. One of his hands squeezes itself under your thigh and puts it on his shoulder. His free hand reaches forward and spreads you out before he leans in and licks a stripe up your slit. An involuntary moan leaves your mouth at the feeling, sensing his smirk against you.

“Y’taste so fucking good.” He groans before leaning down again and wrapping his lips around your clit. His freckle-covered hand stays put as his finger slides through your slit. You could practically feel your wetness slide down onto the couch. It was almost embarrassing how quickly you were aroused by the man, but he didn’t seem to care. And the large tent in his pants didn’t seem to mind either.

The hand that steadied your thigh dug his nails into your skin, leaving harsh crescent moon shapes in them. You were caught off guard, too focused on the feeling of his lips on you, when you felt his finger inside you. Your hand instinctively reached down to his hair and gripped it, trying to ground yourself. The groan he let out vibrated against you, stimulating your pleasure even more.

“Cam, I..” Your words were cut off as the knot inside you grew tighter. Another finger joins the one inside you, his pace getting faster as seconds pass. The cool sensation of his rings would tease you as they barely touched you. The sound of your wetness hitting his fingers filled the room as the tv grew quieter. His eyes never left your body as they altered between looking at where you and his fingers met to your eyes. He felt the strong grip you had on him as he leaned back down and took your clit back in his mouth.

“C’mon, baby. Cum for me, wanna taste you.” His voice was quiet as he doesn’t even think about moving away from you. That was all you needed as one final suck and the feeling of his long fingers curling inside you brought you to your edge. Your back arched and your fingers tugged his hair harshly. Your thighs shook as you came down from your high, soft moans of his name leaving your lips like a prayer. Your breathing was fast and heavy, trying to gain it back.

Looking back down at him, you’re met with sight of him pulling his pale digits out of you and bringing them up to his lips. All of the air you just gained back left you as your eyes followed the way his lips looked around his fingers, slowly pulling them out of his mouth.

“So fucking good.” He groaned before moving back over you and pressing his lips against yours passionately. You quickly followed his lead and kissed back with fervor. Your hand moved down his body and rested on his belt. As your hand got lower, you cupped the bulge in his pants, feeling the groan he let out into the kiss. Your hands fumbled with his belt quickly, wanting it gone. He broke away with a chuckle, noticing your urgency. He takes your hands in his to stop you and lets them go before undoing his belt and fly, throwing his pants somewhere across the room.

Catching him off guard this time, you push him back against the couch and move down on the floor. You were kneeling in front of him as your hands met with the soft waistband of his boxer briefs. Cameron’s hand reached forward and rested on the back of your head gently, letting you take your time. You leaned forward and scattered light kisses on the print through the fabric, teasing him when you kiss his tip. His jaw clenched at the feeling and his hand grew tighter in your hair.

As you reached forward to move your hands into his boxers, he lifted up his hips so you could take them off. Setting them off to the side, you took in his naked body before you. It was better than your dreams and imagination. You were convinced he was sculpted by a god.

Wrapping your hand around him, he inhaled sharply at the quick action. Stroking up and down slowly to tease him, you keep eye contact with him. A whisper of a smirk graces the corner of his lips when he realizes what you were doing. You lean forward suddenly and take the tip in your mouth, moving your tongue around him. A guttural moan escapes him, sending a certain kind of heat straight to your core.

You started to move your head up and down, taking as much of him as you could. The hand on the back of your head encouraged you as you took him deeper, stroking what you couldn’t handle. Quiet curses and stutters were said from under his breath, just barely catching your ears. The thought of you causing him this much pleasure was exhilarating, a sense of pride overtaking you.

As you feel his hand get tighter and his body starting to stiffen, it was obvious to you that he was getting close. He pushes you back as his chest heaves up and down. A light string of saliva attaches from your lips to his tip, reaching his thumb forward to wipe it away. It only seemed to spur him on more.

“When I cum, I wanna be inside you.” His words made you moan, a sound that was unwillingly taken from you. His smirk grew wider at the noise, extending his arms to bring you back up on the couch with him. Back in the position you were before with you lying down on the cushions and him hovering over you, he grasps your thigh and throws it over his waist. “You sure you want this, Y/N?” His voice was hot as he talked, keeping eye contact with you. You nodded.

“Yes.” That was all he needed as he thrusted forward, seating himself fully inside of you. A loud moan was ripped from both of your throats, filling the apartment. Giving you time to adjust, he catches your signal and starts to move backwards. As the tip just barely stays inside you, he teases you before thrusting forward again and moving completely inside. More sounds were filling the air as he started a rhythm, hitting you perfectly.

It wasn’t entirely lust driven, it felt intimate and nice to have him so close to you. It was a safe kind of feeling, something you hoped to feel more of.

The sound of skin slapping skin started to get louder as time passed, his short nails digging into the same spot they were earlier. Cameron leans down quickly, smashing your lips together in a desperate kiss. Tongues battle and teeth fight, the both of you chasing your release. Your body started to tighten, the knot inside of you beginning to snap.

“Fuck, you’re squeezing me so tight.” His words were mumbled, so caught up with the pleasure he was feeling. He could tell you were close at the feeling of your walls wrapping tightly around him. It drove him closer to the edge, getting enough energy to thrust harder inside you, hitting that perfect spot that made you cry out.

As soon as your body shook with pleasure and mouth opened, he joined you, his nails piercing your skin and your name leaving his lips like a song. Once the both of you relaxed, his body slumped down on yours, his muscles tense and his body tired. A soft laugh left you and your arms enveloped around his shoulders, one of your hands coming up to brush through his hair softly.

The both of you lied there as seconds turned to minutes, minutes turned to hours until you both ended up falling asleep. You guess tomorrow will be the day you guys figure everything out, but you have a feeling that everything’s gonna be okay.

Your best friend, and your crush, was laying in your arms. And that was all you ever needed.

#cameron monaghan #cameron monaghan x reader #cameron monaghan smut #jerome valeska #jeremiah valeska #jerome valeska x reader #jeremiah valeska x reader #jerome x reader #jerome valeska x you #jeremiah valeska smut

[your-nanas-house]

Hi!! Love your work as always 🙏 I was just wondering if it was okay for me to request a Jeremiah Valeska who is trying to get his work done but the reader won't stop kissing him so he can barely get anything done? Idk I just thought it was really cute and if you can incorporate a bit of smut at the end 👌

Thank you!

Hello, dear! Thank you very much 🫶🏻 I'm sorry if it took me so long. I loved this idea and I thought that an imagine was a perfect way to write it but if you want a oneshot just tell me and I'll do it. 🥰

Imagine trying to distract Jeremiah

There was silence in Jeremiah Valeska's bunker, just like every other day, he was alone with his partner who had been trying for more than half an hour in every way to distract him from the work he was taking care of.

At first it didn't bother him much, his gaze remained on his projects the whole time while his mind was elsewhere so he didn't even notice the first few kisses left on his cheek.

After half an hour of continuous touching, cuddling and leaving kisses everywhere things changed starting to slightly annoy him since he was focused on his work and wanted to continue without being disturbed.

Don't get me wrong, his body was definitely reacting in favor of all that attention, it was just his stubborn mind that kept fighting against it, determined to continue his work without a break.

Fortunately or unfortunately for Jeremiah, Y/n had no intention of stopping, they kept playing with his hair and leaving kisses on his cheeks and nose now that they were in a more comfortable position that allowed them to reach more places.

From the tension in Jeremiah's muscles you could see that he was slowly reaching his limit, his patience was running out fast, and the more kisses were laid on his skin now red-hot with embarrassment, the more time decreased and the bomb threatened to explode at any moment.

That long-awaited moment came only when Y/n's teeth playfully pinched the sweet spot on Jeremiah's neck, causing him to jerk and moan automatically before he frowned in an angry but still adorable expression at Y/n's eyes.

"You've reached the limit of my patience, my dear," he warned them, his gaze now on them, his vaguely fogged glasses bringing out the animalistic look that was being flashed in his eyes; it was honestly a look that Y/n had never seen on her nerdy boyfriend not that they minded of course, they were just slightly worried about the consequences of their continued teasing. Why don't you give some attention somewhere else while you let me finish my work?" Jeremiah suggested, humming as he returned his focus to his projects while Y/n unbuttoned his pants taking care of his length in an attempt to continue distracting him.

Taglist:

@gabile18 , @mrsfullbuster500 , @rex-ray , @elizamalfoyy, @eovjjj , @monkeyking-and-liuer-mate , @jeremiah-va1eska , @gothamchic16, @rabbiteggz , @dieg0brandos-wife , @rottenecstasy , @lazyexcuse , @teh-vampire-bunny , @lobotomy-lover , @slasher-smasher , @sleepycreativewriter , @huntress-valkyrie , @bewitchedbymadness

#gotham #gotham tv #gotham x reader #jeremiah valeska imagine #jeremiah valeska #jeremiah valeska smut #jeremiah valeska x you #jeremiah valeska x reader #xander wilde

[thegr33nc0met]

Masterlist

Scream

♥︎ Billy Loomis

Yandere Headcanons (Coming Soon)

Gifted Human Heart (Coming Soon)

♥︎ Stu Macher

Yandere Stu Macher Headcanons

Dating Stu Macher Headcanons

Chubby Reader Headcanons (Coming Soon)

Gifted Human Heart (Coming Soon)

♥︎ Mickey Altieri

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♥︎ Roman Bridger

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♥︎ Jill Roberts

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♥︎ Charlie Walker

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♥︎ Richie Kirsch

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♥︎ Amber Freeman

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♥︎ Ethan Landry

Gifted Human Heart (Coming Soon)

Yandere Reader x Yandere Ethan x Chad (Coming Soon)

Yandere Ethan x MILF!Reader (Coming Soon)

♥︎ Quinn Bailey

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♥︎ Chad Meeks-Martin

Yandere Reader x Yandere Ethan x Chad (Coming Soon)

Slashers

♥︎ Norman Bates

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♥︎ Brahms Heelshire

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♥︎ Billy Lenz

Yandere Billy x Goth!Reader (Coming Soon)

General Yandere Headcanons (Coming Soon)

♥︎ The Grabber

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♥︎ Art The Clown

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♥︎ Corey Cunningham

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♥︎ Killer Klowns

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♥︎ Joe Goldberg

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♥︎ Love Quinn

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Gotham

♥︎ Ed Nygma/The Riddler

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♥︎ Oswald Cobblepot/The Penguin

Yandere Headcanons (Coming Soon)

♥︎ Jerome Valeska

Yandere Jerome x Skittish!Reader (Coming Soon)

♥︎ Jeremiah Valeska

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♥︎ Jervis Tetch

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♥︎ Victor Zsasz

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♥︎ Barbara Kean

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♥︎ Tabitha Galavan

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♥︎ Ecco

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Star Trek

♥︎ Spock

Hurt/Comfort/Smut (Coming Soon)

Skinny Reader Headcanons (Coming Soon)

General SFW/NSFW Headcanons (Coming Soon)

♥︎ Brad Boimler

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♥︎ Beckett Mariner

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♥︎ D'Vana Tendi

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♥︎ Samanthan Rutherford

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Peacemaker

♥︎ Adrian Chase

Chubby Reader Headcanons (Coming Soon)

Stranger Things

♥︎ Steve Harrington

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♥︎ Eddie Munson

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♥︎ Argyle

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♥︎ Jonathan Byers

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♥︎ Nancy Wheeler

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♥︎ Robin Buckley

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♥︎ Chrissy Cunningham

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♥︎ Jason Carver

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♥︎ Eden Bingham

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♥︎ Henry Creel

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Our Flag Means Death

♥︎ Stede Bonnet

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♥︎ Edward Teach/Blackbeard

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♥︎ Izzy Hands

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♥︎ Lucius Spiggs

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♥︎ Jim Jimenez

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♥︎ Oluwande Boodhari

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♥︎ Frenchie

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♥︎ Roach

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♥︎ Archie

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♥︎ Zheng Yi Sao

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Avatar

♥︎ Jake Sully

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♥︎ Neytiri

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♥︎ Norm Spellman

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♥︎ Tsu'tey

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♥︎ Tonowari

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♥︎ Ronal

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♥︎ Neteyam

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♥︎ Lo’ak

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♥︎ Kiri

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♥︎ Spider Socorro

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♥︎ Ao’nung

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♥︎ Tsireya

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♥︎ Miles Quaritch

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Wednesday

♥︎ Wednesday Addams

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♥︎ Enid Sinclair

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♥︎ Xavier Thorpe

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♥︎ Tyler Galpin

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♥︎ Ajax Petropolus

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♥︎ Larissa Weems

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♥︎ Morticia Addams

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Goosebumps

♥︎ Isaiah Howard

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♥︎ James Etten

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♥︎ Margot Stokes

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♥︎ Isabella Chen Lopez

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♥︎ Lucas Parker

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♥︎ Nathan Bratt

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♥︎ Harold Biddle

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Scott Pilgrim Takes Off/Vs The World

♥︎ Scott Pilgrim

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♥︎ Ramona Flowers

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♥︎ Wallace Wells

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♥︎ Envy Adams

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♥︎ Julie Powers

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♥︎ Matthew Patel

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♥︎ Lucas Lee

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♥︎ Todd Ingram

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♥︎ Roxie Richter

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♥︎ Ken and Kyle Katayanagi

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♥︎ Gideon Graves

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Hazbin Hotel/Helluva Boss

♥︎ Charlie Morningstar

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♥︎ Vaggie

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♥︎ Angel Dust/Anthony

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♥︎ Husk

Yandere Husk x TransMasc!Reader

♥︎ Sir Pentious

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♥︎ Lucifer Morningstar

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♥︎Vox

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♥︎ Blitzø

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♥︎ Moxxie

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♥︎ Millie

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♥︎ Stolas

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♥︎ Beelzebub

General SFW/NSFW Headcanons (Coming Soon)

♥︎ Fizzarolli

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♥︎ Asmodeus

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#scream x reader #stu macher x reader #billy loomis x reader #ethan landry x reader #gotham x reader #jerome valeska x reader #spock x reader #adrian chase x reader #stranger things x reader #eddie munson x reader #steve harrington x reader #ofmd x reader #avatar x reader #jake sully x reader #neteyam x reader #wednesday x reader #wednesday addams x reader #xavier thorpe x reader #goosebumps x reader #gideon graves x reader #todd ingram x reader #lucifer x reader #angel dust x reader #vox x reader #the vees x reader #stolas x reader #fizzarolli x reader

[onmyyan]

Endless Again Love Interests

TW’S: MDNI, TW BLOOD IN RAVENS PICTURE, This story will contain YANDERE themes and behavior including but not limited to kidnapping, manipulation, conspiracy, obsessive behavior, murder, eventual Smut, and much more, if that ain't your cup of tea don't drink it ❤️ I can't wait for this story. BELOW KEEP READING LINE ARE LOVE INTERESTS

YANDERE VARIOUS DC X SCARLET WITCH!READER

Setup: All you wanted to do was get through your first year at Gotham University with your head still attached to your body, but you had the sinking feeling your wish for a peaceful semester would be in vain. Because trouble seems to have a thing for you darling. A set of dangerously unpredictable abilities, a sketchy organization hunting you down, and more obsessed vigilantes gunning for your fine ass than you could count, made for one Endless rollercoaster of blood and lust.

DAMIAN WAYNE 21

"Our fate has been carved in stone, I'm done fighting against it."

JONATHAN KENT 21

"Your heartbeat- I can hear how scared you are- Don't worry, I won't let em' touch you."

RACHEL ROTH AKA RAVEN 21

"You're not afraid, I can feel it. (y/n), I can just be when you're around, please don't take that from me."

GARFIELD LOGAN 20

"S'not fair, I can't just sit by and watch him take you from me- he doesn't deserve you."

CONNER KENT 24

"Relax, you know I won't hurt you, just don't try and run, I might get the wrong idea."

TIM DRAKE 23

"You don't need to hide anything from me, I'm on your side no matter what."

JASON TODD 26

"Say the word and we're gone you hear me? No one would find us."

DICK GRAYSON 27

"I told you I'd protect you. Even if that means protecting you from yourself."

KORI'ANDR AKA STARFIRE 23

"Come up with me again tonight? I find the stars dull when you are away."

HARLEY QUINN 26

"Don't you worry that gorgeous brain of ya's about how I got in here, worry about what we're eatin' for date night!"

PAMELA ISLEY 30

"Careful darling- keep looking at me like that and I won't want to let you leave."

JEROME VALESKA 22

"Keep those pretty eyes on me dollface, might just save a life or two."

JEREMIAH VALESKA 22

"Behave for me pet, I can be such a good owner when properly motivated."

EDWARD NYGMA 28

"Beg me to walk away. Or live with the burden of my love."

JONATHAN CRANE 23

"Please..- show it to me- make me feel that rush once more, I'm addicted."

VICTOR ZSASZ 23

"Don't be sorry sweetheart- hurt me again. Makes me feel like you do like me."

#yandere x y/n #yandere dc #yandere dc x reader #yandere various #yandere various x reader #yandere damian wayne x reader #yandere damian wayne #yandere Jonathan kent #yandere garfield logan #yandere rachel roth #yandere starfire #yandere tim drake #yandere dick grayson #yandere jason todd #yandere jerome valeska #yandere Jeremiah valeska #yandere Jonathan crane #yandere edward nygma #yandere victor zsasz

[jeromevalecka]

This is NSFW but I was wondering if you could do if the reader caught Jerome Valeska jerk1ng off headcanons (sorry if you're not comfortable with that) LMAO THATS SO SPECIFIC 💀😭

୨୧ reader finding jerome valeska jerking off hcs .

words : 264

warnings : nsfw , doll nickname , masturbation n sexual themes in general.

notes : reader is gn , smut. sorry for any possible grammar mistakes, hope you like it anon ♡ (idrk if these r headcanons, I more so just wrote whatever came to mind 💔)

⚠︎ NSFW BELOW, PROCEED WITH CAUTION ⚠︎

it's around 12 AM on a Saturday night. You were busy today, making it home late. Expecting to find your boyfriend, Jerome asleep already, but instead found him doing something else....

- You make your way home and open up the door, hearing faint noises coming from the bedroom as you frown a little in confusion.

- You walk up to the door and peek in, the door slightly opening as you peek.

- There he was, his pants down to his ankles as he sits on the edge of the bed, his cock in one of his hands as he pumps his hand around it fast.

- Jerome lets out a few groans and quiet whimpers, his eyes shut closed as he groans and whimpers your name.

- You stand there watching for a little, his face flushed and his lip quivering. He continues to jerk off, his toes curling at the feeling. All of a sudden the door creaks and his eyes shoot open as he stares at you.

- He grins and chuckles "like what you see doll?". He says and takes his hand away from his dick, placing it down on the bed as he leans back a little bit. You smile and nod

- "you know, I could use a little help. unless you wanna keep standing there, eyeing me down like that" he says with a smug look on his face. You of course give in and get down on your knees in front of him, taking his cock into your mouth.

- Get ready for a loooong night (and shaky legs in the morning lol)

requests r open ! thank you for reading, have a great day/night ♡

#jerome x reader #jerome valeska x you #gotham jerome #jerome valeska x reader #jerome valeska #jeremiah valeska #gotham show #gotham x you #gotham villains #gotham x reader #gotham #dc x reader #dc comics #dceu #dc #fanfic #fanfiction #x reader #gotham smut #smut #x you #x y/n

[yourmother-6969]

Gotham characters with a shy reader

Ed Nygma

he really likes it

he feels SO accomplished whenever he makes you blush or smile

it was weird when you first met because you both relied on the other person to make a move but he eventually got it

flowers. all. the. time.

he is patient with you and lets you slowly come out of your shell. doesn't rush it.

he hates it when Alter Ed starts to say horrible things about you and he tries his hardest to stay calm about it cuz he doesn't want to scare you.

lets you take your time on answering his riddles. he doesn't get upset if you get them wrong.

loves saying dorky shit and making you laugh.

Jerome Valeska

thinks it's hot

he will say anything just to see your cheeks turn red.

tries to force you out of your comfort zone all the time

corruption kink 100%

calls you "his little toy"

tells you to call him daddy

when you're fully comfortable around him, oh how the turns have tabled.

once you put your hand around his neck, he is on his knees.

"there she is"

does random shit just to see you squirm

Jeremiah Valeska

"speak up, darling"

loves how hot and bothered you get when he pulls you into his lap

he also tries to force you out of your comfort zone but in a less reckless way

"what was that"? "tell me what you want, or you won't get it"

constantly lifts your chin up with his finger to see you blush

is extremely surprised when you're finally out of your shell

when you finally try to be dom for once, he is all for it

"as you wish, my queen"

Tell me if you disagree with any of these

#jeremiah valeska #jerome valeska #ed nygma #implied smut #shy reader #headcanons #gotham #gotham headcanons

[theaawalker]

Fandoms I'll Write For

Marvel (not Iron Man, Starlord, Loki, Thor, Doctor Strange, or Hawkeye, Drax, Victor Creed, Antman, Adam Warlocke, AG's Spiderman, or Cyclops)

DCEU (not Peacemaker, Killer Croc, JL's Joker, RP's Batman, or anyone from Gotham except Jerome/Jeremiah Valeska)

Scream Queens (not Chad Radwell or Pete Martinez)

American Horror Story (only Murder House, 1984, Freakshow, and Cult)

Hunger Games (not Gale, Maymitch, President Snow, or Cato)

The Maze Runner (not Ava Paige, Jorge, or Janson)

My Little Pony

Once Upon A Time (not Hook, David, Rumple, Neal, Peter Pan, or Zelena)

Pacific Rim (not the sequel)

Twilight (not Seth, Edward, Carlyle, or Jasper)

Stranger Things (not Will Byers, Billy Hargrove, or Jim Hopper)

IT (2017, 2019, and tv series) (not Henry Bowers or Pennywise)

Jurassic Park/World (not Owen Grady or Ian Malcolm)

Jumanji (1997 & 2017)

Zathura (not the dad or robot)

Stand By Me (not Ace Merrill)

Girl, Interrupted (not Jared Leto's character)

The Black Phone (not the Grabber or Mr. Blake)

Teen Wolf (the film & series)

Equestria Girls

Teen Wolf (not Peter, Jackson, Theo, or Derek)

The Office (not Jim, Ryan, or Dwight)

Now You See Me (not Dylan Rhodes or Merritt McKinney)

Descendants (not Chad, Harry, Ben, Jay, or Carlos)

Sky High (not Zach or Speed)

Percy Jackson films (not Luke Castellan)

The Umbrella Academy (not Five)

TMNT (live action ver. only)

Dance Moms (not the final season)

Ender's Game

Wednesday (not Xavier, Tyler, or the Dean)

Spiderman: Into the Spiderverse (not Mentor Peter Parker)

Unbreakable (not Hedwig or Dennis)

Big Hero 6

The Black Mirror

Dynasty (not Culhane, Adam, or Blake)

Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory

Spy Kids

Sharkboy & Lavagirl

Clue, Knives Out, & Glass Onion

Back to the Future (not Biff), Breakfast Club (not Bender), Sandlot, Stand By Me (not Ace Merrill), Mighty Ducks, The Outsiders (not Dally, Two-Bit, Randy, Bob, Steve, or Darry)

I’m willing to write imagines for underage characters so long as there's no romance (examples: hang out with the Losers Club at the barrens; go shopping with Eleven and Max; play baseball with Finney and Bruce). I’m allowed to deny any request and the longest I should take ever to write one is about 2 weeks. I’ll write smut, fluff, angst, poly relationships, LGBTQ+, etc. Generally most of my x readers are female unless stated otherwise.

What I won’t write-

I won’t write anything to do with rape, bestiality, necrophilia, incest, romance with anyone younger than 18, gun play, anything about poo(sexually), anything about urine(squirting is fine considering it’s not technically urine), age gaps. See guidelines for more details.

Thanks for reading❤️

A.A. Walker

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